Forest section, northeast side
Just before Iris' Iron Fist captured his face.
When Holoro unleashed the brilliance of his whole body, he hit his opponent's body beyond that blow. In a state where both arms were trampled and unable to move, I had no choice but to deal with them this way. If the opponent's blow had been carried out with more power than his own, it would have been unprotected.
"You're still so powerful... you really don't have a bottom"
Irie's brilliance loses with Hollow's power to interfere with it.
When that happens, the losing operator will be single-handedly affected by the interference aftermath. Her body rose to the universe so that she could play, drawing parabola loosely.
"I managed to outsmart him, but he won't be next again"
Once a large wheel is placed at the fulcrum of the universe grabbed by ability, the opponent restarts his posture and lands.
Hurry Holoro stood up and looked to his opponent. When he felt alive to his opponent's condition, he murmured with certainty that there was no second defense of unintended strikes like earlier. I may be worried, but I still wanted to avoid getting into the same situation twice.
Open 15 Meida's interval and re-compartmentalize.
"Hiccup. Halfway through it, you're gonna have that ideal."
"... even if I'm weak, I'm sure I haven't changed"
Finally, Holloro could return the word to the Iries.
"Heh. Are you going to protect me even though I'm weak?
"You said that, didn't you?... What happens when the time comes?
"The eagle's answer is as I said. So, what's your answer?
Iris leans her neck big and soft with a smile that reminds her of madness.
"I'm like this, so maybe the time won't come. But I don't want you to come, so I'll fight. At least until then, I'll never bend... so I can't beat you here"
"... yes. I don't know what else to say."
Seeing the foretaste of the clash, the two silence.
The wind blowing into the forest compartment shakes the trees and rubs the leaves and leaves. Eventually, you can lose even that noise that goes out of your way. The two of us decide how we feel when that happens.
The silence came.
"All of it, I'll end it for you!
Predict the moment when Iris kicks into space and comes packing the distance.
I can't grasp your signs, so my complete senses don't work. The Four Divine Orientations don't work......
So I won't look for you anymore...
Hold your breath and close your eyes. Limit the complete sensation to hearing as much as possible. Strike the trunk of the tree right next to you with a wooden knife. And the dry sound echoes around. Attempt an echo positioning in the battle against Kamazan.
When I was aware of the space, the surrounding view came up in my head.
Only one point was found unnatural.
An unnatural hole is looming, a space where echoing waves of sound interrupt.
Found it......!
Set up a wooden knife to push in from above. Activate two kinds of brilliance at the same time to get good at it. Strike the high energy that makes a loud burst sound, slightly more forcefully, toward one point.
"Is this... Huh!?
A clutterless blue-white glow swallowed Irise's body.
Her brilliant, yet undamaged energy struck the opponent's body violently. Immediately dispersed and disappearing, the brilliance threw her rampantly, not exposing her to the other side of the sky.
On the surrounding trees, the bounced air breezed.
- It's an incomplete moonshadow, but it was a direct hit.
"Oh, I hit it!
Holoro opened his eyes, remembering his only response.
He falls down and every time he coughs, he has the appearance of a person who will hemorrhage.
I've lost my temper. There are signs of that I've never felt before. Feel a little more comfortable with this opponent with the feeling you're used to. It was never my own that went mad, I got solid proof.
"Did you forget it was a game? What a blow."
"Oh, my God... Huh?
"Hiccup. It's like I don't remember seeing or hearing moves, the power of ideals to hear... but that's why"
"Wow, are you okay?
Whether he hurt his gut somewhere, he looked rather depleted and depressed - to see him seriously injured Iris, Holloro panicked. Once he saw his opponent recover from his brilliance, he relieved himself.
"That's sweet. I could have stabbed Todome... then I lost the eagle -"
Say something, Iris changes his blood phase. It spills like it's jammed "ah" out of its mouth. I lose my normal mind, and from its standing, I find myself overtly restless.
"... what's wrong?
"Oh, hey... trouble is... eh"
A string of hair tied to her watery hair broke a thousand times into standing claps.
'Hair tie' for Iris serves as a powerful self-allusion that suppresses the back personality and entrenches the tabular personality. Whatever the process, if solved, it will allow the emergence of the personality behind it.
Holloro, who doesn't know what's going on, can only look at the person who suddenly starts to get bored.
"Um, something's going wrong... well, are you sure you're okay?
"Shit, to... run away!
With a chopped voice, Holloro is yelled at. But it was too late.
As for the half-hanged yarn doll, both shoulders fall down sloppily, and the head drips big. The painful breathing seems to have been ready shortly. The sticky voice they had ever uttered turned their slippery tongue into something good and transparent, and it sounded like a bright, laughing mixture.
"... Ugh, haha, haha. If you're a kid on the table, it's just you... it's sloppy."
That feels like this spine is freezing......
The contour of the long-haired Iries reminded me of what happened at Fountain Park, and Hollore was frightened. Sweat flows like it blows out of your whole body. My body felt heavier and my legs snapped.
"... who the hell are you?
"Oh. I see you, I see you, I finally see you. I've always wanted to feel that brilliance wrapping your body in this skin here… this is it, this is it. A huge sign unlike an elephant......"
Ugh. The drooling head goes up.
The beauty of the gratefulness disappearing and containing the product was filled with a tranced grin.
Strongly embrace your body trembling in small pieces. That seems pathetic somewhere, and then it also seems like an evil trick you can't handle. I have the impression that I'm not an angel, as I see it.
Could I risk myself to her...?
When he instinctively remembers the chill, Holoro becomes aware.
I couldn't help but tighten my mind, but the next moment, I was quickly in time.
"Ha-ha-ha! Wow, no!"
A mass of air created by the elementarization of the wind is pressed against the nostalgia.
Bursting with heat from rapid compression, obscure high energy that cannot be called photons or air, the hollow is blown away. He knocks down a bunch of trees that were behind him, dancing into space towards the center of the compartment, and jumps to the ground. They are struck by shocks that will never survive without brilliance.
The wound can be shallow, but I knew if I didn't know the signs, there would be a counterattack......!?
I try to stop the momentum and get back on track, but I get chased before I do. Intense kick ups are repeated in space and dialed until they pass through the forest. Continue to get the hang of it unilaterally.
To someone who can step in the air, who doesn't, he can't handle it well.
"Hard, hard, hard! It's like my attack is gone! It won't break! You're the only one who can satisfy me!
With the attack of the Iries, we cannot completely break the brilliance of Holloro.
No matter how much attack you can get, you don't get an effective hit. No matter how defensive and tolerable you are, you can't fight back. Her mind is filled with situations where such parallel lines persist. Anyway, whether you're serious about hitting him or kicking him or deciding his moves - he freaks out with a new sense of comfort in the fight against an opponent that never breaks.
"Ko, this guy... eh"
"More, more, more! Please hang out until it breaks!
A heel drop rolled out in a forward retrospective mood enters my shoulder. I can beat him to the ground hard.
This guy is absolutely weird......
To the screams heard in between, Holloro jeopardized the spirit of the Iries.
"Huh... ho, hollow!?
Someone calls me by my name and I find out there were people around me. They are all representatives of Westeria. Holoro stands up, borrowing his shoulder from the mutt who rushed to see him lying on the ground.
Together I made sure of it.
"I've been dialed a lot...... where are we?
"It's more central than the north. I've got four of them, so I'm about to set them up all at once. More than that, you..."
Asked why, Iris, just the answer, descends and appears.
The opponent's gaze flowed from hollow to the mute he was lending his shoulder to.
"Sticky. You're a pretty girl...... your lover?
"What, no..."
"Only if you have love, yes, this is the exclusive appetite...... how frustrating!
Iris fires a chunk of air.
Holoro thrust the targeted mutt "dangerously". A chunk of air sliding through between the two explodes with the power of crushing a tree that was linear. He saw this and drank his saliva.
"Ho, holoro, you again without knowing..."
"That, wait, I don't know what it is either!
The time limit is approaching.
The war situation, which was Westerian dominance, began to go crazy with the emergence of the Iries of the back personality.