Black Impermanence murmured, "If I hadn't suddenly remembered Su Xiaoxiao's voice and smile, I would probably have fallen under its spell by now."
"But..." Black Impermanence glanced toward Du Yu, lost in thought.
As he stood distracted, someone behind him called coldly, "Hey."
Black Impermanence slowly turned to look at the person behind him.
The young man wore black, with a pair of pitch-black wings on his back and half a crimson mask covering his face.
"Black clothes..." Black Impermanence murmured. "Another of the 'Ten Great Disciples'? Seems I'm in luck today. Once I claim your head as well, I'll finally join the ranks of the Great Luo Golden Immortals."
The black-winged young man looked at the strange person before him, confusion flickering in his eyes. "Say, buddy, whose side are you on? Standing here bristling with murderous intent, you look pretty dangerous."
The young man noticed that Black Impermanence wore black trousers but was bare-chested. His bizarre appearance suggested he might well be one of the monks from Extreme Darkness.
Before he could get a clear answer, Black Impermanence darted forward, thrusting his chain like a spear.
"Oh?" Startled, the young man beat his wings, whipping up a gale that drove the chain straight back. His expression turned cold. "Attacking without a word? So you're not one of us after all?"
"Who said I was one of you?" Black Impermanence said, his eyes bloodshot. "My chains kill no nameless ghosts. Tell me, what name do you go by?"
The black-winged young man sneered and took a fighting stance. "Myriad Bone Workshop, at your service!"
"A-Xiang, I think we've gotten separated from the others!" A Can said, looking back as he ran. After that last charge through the fighting, Shiranui Asuka was the only one left beside him.
"Huh?!"