Shibuya subway station.
Brain's expression was utterly grim. Araki Itsuki's left arm gripped his neck like an indestructible steel bar.
A faint crack came from beside him. Brain glanced over and saw Mahito's suffocating expression and twisted, deformed neck.
Araki Itsuki grabbed the choking, struggling Mahito and violently hurled him skyward.
Then he roughly seized Brain by the neck and launched him like an interceptor missile after Mahito, who was hurtling overhead.
Bang!
The steel tracks beneath his feet buckled and shattered under Araki Itsuki's inhuman strength.
Boom, boom!
Mahito and Suguru Geto shot into the cold, desolate night sky amid sonic booms and surging air.
Shibuya Station was packed with people. Unless Araki Itsuki threw those two out, he could hardly cut loose.
Meanwhile, Jogo regained his senses. His expression changed as he saw the smashed steel ceiling and the afterimages flying away, and he tried to run into the crowd.
But Araki Itsuki was faster. With a chuckle, he grabbed Jogo's volcanic head and tossed him in front of himself.
Then he kicked Jogo's little backside like a soccer ball, helping reunite the trio.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
At such tremendous speed, the normally placid air offered fierce resistance.
The difference in speed created intense wind pressure that sliced like knives across Mahito's black mesh shirt.
Mahito channeled cursed energy and activated Idle Transfiguration, forcefully reshaping his soul into a birdman's form.
His human arms rapidly twisted and grew, transforming into broad wings lined with neat feathers.
The wings spread with all their might like tempered steel, forming a vast net that increased the surface area exposed to drag and slowed him down.
At last.
Under the bright moon overhead and the neon lights of distant high-rises, Mahito barely steadied himself, then beat his wings rapidly and flew toward