"Awoooo!"
An ugly jackal head roared within the eye of the hurricane, shaking the atmosphere and making the earth tremble.
In an instant, the unimaginably terrifying storm blasted apart the ground before Hachiman-gu. Sand and stones flew, trees were uprooted and shredded, and then it surged aggressively toward the shrine.
It was a natural disaster made manifest!
It was over.
Mineko Yuki's hands and feet went cold, and despair crept into her eyes.
She did not know why Set had appeared in Kyoto, but he clearly had hostile intentions. The devastating windstorm he had whipped up annihilated everything in its path.
Mineko Yuki had no doubt that she and Tosu Hideo, along with Hachiman-gu behind them, would be blown into the sky and torn apart like the three little pigs in the fairy tale.
The fierce battle against Taira no Masakado and his shadow warriors had almost exhausted Mineko Yuki's chakra. There was little she could do besides wait for death.
At that critical moment, a white-clad figure suddenly appeared reflected in Mineko Yuki's eyes, his back turned to her.
In the blink of an eye, that figure expanded. A spine rose, channels wound around it, and flesh covered it, forming an immense purple giant as imposing as a mountain.
"What? A purple... Susanoo?"
Mineko Yuki's eyes widened.
A huge, blazing sword of light appeared in the right hand of the purple Susanoo, which stood over thirty meters tall. With an effortless Gyaku-kasagiri, it sent a purple slash soaring skyward, shearing away the terrifying storm.
The apocalyptic sight of dark clouds and raging winds vanished in an instant, leaving calm in its wake.
"Awoooo!!"
Set, the god of storms, let out an enraged howl and opened his jaws. Countless vacuum wind blades combined into a spiraling tornado that slammed into