This was something he was good at!
One round of Gale Sun ended, but Doma's weapon was still intact. That smile remained on his face, as though it came from deep within him, yet anyone could see how false it was.
"Can't stop!!!"
A pause would be fatal. He couldn't give Doma the slightest opening!!!
The Heavenly Crafting Hammer, its momentum beginning to flag, surged forward again. Clang, clang, clang! Clang, clang, clang!
Shinobu Kocho stared, dumbfounded. Hitting a demon with a hammer? What kind of tactic was that? And what was she supposed to do now? Go help? Would she only get in the way?
For some reason, she felt disheartened. Why did it seem like she was the only one who couldn't help?
Up in the air, Kochou Kanae had been held back by the last remaining ice doll, her mind in turmoil. But when she noticed the change in the battle, one glance was enough to lift her spirits.
He was alive!
For her, that was the greatest comfort she could have hoped for.
Her blade turned. With her composure restored, her sword grew steady, and in an instant, flowers filled the air!
Breath of the Flower—Fifth Form: Futile Peony!
The sword's afterimages bloomed like peonies, converging from four directions upon a single point. Petals seemed to scatter between the sword strokes, while flames curled around them.
In an instant, a crack rang out, and the ice doll before her shattered into pieces.
She turned back and heard another sharp crack. Startled, she looked closer and saw that only half of the iron fan in Doma's hand remained.
And Tetsu no Sosuke, that crazed swordsmith, was mercilessly pounding the demon's head with his Forging Hammer!
Doma was genuinely baffled!
This swordsmith had broken his iron fan?
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