The White Shirooni stood tall—ominous, still, precise—its hand resting on its katana like a statuesque guardian from another age.
Javier smirked.
"Command: Training Mode."
The puppet's eyes flickered.
"Command received. Training Mode: Activate.
Power adjustment—core limit engaged.
Barrier activated.
Power output—10%."
Liana tilted her head. "Young master? What's with the percent?"
Javier rolled his shoulder with a grin. "Just watch."
With a flick of his hand, he summoned his own samurai armor from storage—glossy black plating, crimson trim, gold accents—and strapped it on quickly with practiced movements. Then came the oni mask and helmet. The transformation was complete.
In mere seconds, the cheerful young noble vanished.
In his place now stood the Unknown Demon.
"Command: Battle mode in ten seconds."
Javier's voice, now deeper and slightly muffled under the mask, sent a tremor through the air.
The puppet responded with a mechanical hum.
"Training Mode confirmed.
