The offensive from Kamiyagawa was like a sudden storm, relentless and unyielding!
Leading the charge, he wove lightning and luminous brilliance with his dual swords, each strike precisely targeting the nodes where Izanami's projection's power flowed.
Inugami, leveraging his formidable physique and the karmic fire that incinerated filth, launched the most ferocious frontal assault and bite; Mary's blood mist surged again, and within the shrouding fog, her delicate dress and massive blade danced ceaselessly, slicing and corroding the enormous dark shadow from every angle; Hannya's thousand-faced screen rotated incessantly, at times suppressing the dead air with a divine might mask, and at others disrupting its will with an emotional mask.
