[To ensure this assassination was truly foolproof, you activated "New Shadow Style: Iaijutsu: Draw" in a flash.]
[Enhanced by Limit Overload and Projection Sorcery, this move pushed your attack speed and destructive power to a peak that defied all reason.]
[You sought no flashy variations, only absolute speed that seemed to cross space itself for this sudden strike, and ultimate precision that sealed off every escape route.]
[The Soul Liberation Blade, gleaming with a cold light, became a savage white streak impossible to follow with the naked eye the instant it tore through the cardboard box disguising you, plunging straight into the security door before you.]
[Before this cursed blade that ignored defenses, the sturdy alloy steel panels and thick wooden structure were as fragile as soft tofu beneath a red-hot sheet of iron, offering no resistance whatsoever.]
[Before the continuous sound of tearing metal could even spread, that chilling edge had already plunged viciously into the waist and abdomen of the woman behind the door, accompanied by the dull sensation of piercing flesh.]
[At this moment, in your motionless perspective, where extreme concentration had stretched your perception of time to an incredible degree, every microscopic change around you became utterly clear.]
[Wood chips flying everywhere, iron sheeting peeling off the security door under the force, and even the tiny dust particles suspended in the air all hung frozen in midair, moving with extreme slowness.]
[The instant the blade entered flesh and you clearly detected the faint resistance of cutting through muscle and bone, your brain made the wildest yet calmest decision, like a supercomputer running with precision.]
[Without even a ten-thousandth of a second of hesitation, you switched the Cursed Technique replicated by Phantom Parade in your consciousness at lightning speed, instantly replacing the defensive measure you had originally