To Be a Power in the Shadows!
Yue Dan...
Moon Dan was moving incomparably faster.
When I wondered if the snow had risen, the next moment he appeared before John Smith.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Moon Dan is slaughtered with a roar.
John Smith's fingertips move and steel threads cut the sky.
"- Hmm."
Long knives and steel threads intersected and it was John Smith who retreated.
Several steel threads cut off from John Smith's fingers fell.
Moon Dan doesn't stop.
Follow retreating John Smith in a beastly motion.
The long knife once again severed John Smith's steel thread.
Moon Dan claws a long knife, and John Smith's steel thread dances.
The collision between the two lasted awhile and John Smith finally lost all steel thread.
"Aaaaaaaaaa!!
Moon Dan looms with a mad grin at him for losing his weapon.
But John Smith, sighing, stopped on the spot.
"Interpretation, just steel..."
He groaned so boringly, looking forward to the impending moon dan.
And - they collided.
John Smith stepped in and half-baked the tremendous slaughter of Moon Dan.
Long swords plunder his cheeks and black hair dances through the universe.
The evasion was a minimal move.
The steps were the shortest and fastest.
That's the ideal move that took place simultaneously avoiding and stepping in.
Namely - the ultimate in martial arts.
"Nah!?
The next moment Moon Dan opened his eyes in amazement, John Smith's elbow slipped into his jaw.
"Gaha."
The relentless pursuit of John Smith strikes Lunar Dan as he retreats.
A fist pierces the Tanda of the Moon Dan, and a knee kick knocks his tortuous torso into the letter of Ku.
John Smith's series of attacks will not stop.
Its uncharacterized fists, elbows, knees, every time it plunges into the flesh of Moon Dan, its enlarged flesh is bounced like a lie.
Your flesh is the last and most powerful weapon you can rely on. John Smith was embodying it.
But Moon Dan also desperately retreats and tries to escape the storm.
His flesh recovers immediately from that moment of damage due to the effect of the tablet. Endure the storm that will end one day and go to the safe zone...
But John Smith didn't stop.
That step blocks Moon Dan's exit, and that blow takes power from Moon Dan's legs.
In an instant offense, I was calculating and reading through everything.
That's how John Smith just kept hitting him unilaterally.
Always close range, in your own time.
No matter how the prey moves, it will never take that time off.
Pale, he kept hitting me as if I was working.
"Gah... agh... guh, guh... gee ho"
Moon Dan is broken bones, broken fangs, broken guts, but soon recovers.
It was already endless torture.
Split red blood falls on a white snow carpet to create stains.
And little by little, the power cages in John Smith's fist. It also increases speed.
It was as if they were determining the endurance of the Moon Dan.
"Say it. You'll have something to say..."
"Gah...... ghhh"
John Smith talks as he hits.
Finally, the limit came.
Moon Dan's recovery stopped.
Seeing it, John Smith spread the half-step - through his right leg thoughtfully.
His right leg slipped into Moon Dan's side head, and he rolled down hard over the snow.
"I hate kicking. Out of balance."
John Smith said so boringly and walked slowly, stepping on the moon dan trying to get up.
Moon Dan stares up at John Smith.
"Gah......"
John Smith fisted down that face.
- Say it.
Again, hit it down.
- Do what you have to say.
"... you're strong"
Only when did Moon Dan see John Smith with a face mixed with all sorts of emotions.
Anger, hatred, envy, regret and...
"If I had powers like yours, would I have changed anything... I was weak..."
Complex emotions were bringing weight to his voice.
"This is the result of my continued escape from my weakness... I wonder what I was doing. What I really wanted to protect was not this tiny self-esteem, but I... couldn't admit my weakness..."
And Moon Dan laughed.
"You're strong... you can fight for those you love, not for yourself... be you... I can entrust you..."
Moon Dan's voice had no more power. He pointed to Yukime with his trembling fingers.
"Yuki... please..."
"... ok"
John Smith grabbed that trembling finger.
"Your thoughts, indeed, were entrusted"
"Yes... but..."
And Moon Dan took his breath away.
"Moon Dan..."
Yukime buried his face in John Smith's chest. Tears stain his suit.
"We... we..."
"It's over now. Sure, there may have been hatred, but at the end of the day we could tell..."
That's what John Smith said, stroking Yukime's back with his magical hands.
"Wounds healed, let's move on"
And add in a small voice.
"You said you buried it under the snow around there..."