Okkotsu gritted his teeth, Reverse Cursed Technique working furiously at the severed stump.
New bone extended from the cut, muscle wound around it like vines, and skin closed inward from both ends. Within a few steps, a brand-new right hand had grown back. His fingers still trembled slightly, but he could already clench them.
Fenghua made no move. She stood where she was, tilting her head as she looked him over, the Sky-Piercing Blade hanging at her side, blood still dripping from its tip.
"Do you... know exactly where Kashimo is?"
Okkotsu shook his head, panting, his gaze locked firmly on her like a cat backed into a corner.
"Oh." Fenghua's tone was flat, as casual as if she were saying, "Never mind, then."
The next second, her voice turned cold.
"Then please die."
Before the words had finished leaving her mouth, she charged at Okkotsu again. She moved so fast that the air tore apart, the Sky-Piercing Blade tracing a pale blue arc through the gray light straight toward his throat.
Okkotsu twisted aside, barely dodging, but could not help cursing inwardly.
He genuinely could not understand how someone so beautiful could say something like "please die" in such a nonchalant tone.
She was even more outrageous than Kashimo.
A figure dropped between them without warning.
"Thin Ice Breaker!"
The sky warped, and the air exploded. Okkotsu and Fenghua were hurled away almost simultaneously by that irresistible force, their bodies tumbling through the air like two leaves swept up in a storm.
Elsewhere, Ryu Ishigori had just climbed out of a pile of rubble, half his hair knocked loose, his expression dark as a thundercloud. He pulled out some hair gel and slicked his hair back with practiced ease, restoring his disheveled pompadour with movements as steady as if