But he had never done it before. Healing himself, yes—that much he could manage. But embedding that energy into steel? He had no idea if it would work.
His crimson eyes narrowed as he stared at the shifting silhouette of the Void Stalker.
"Will this dagger be meaningless…?" he muttered. "It will… unless I can force my healing into it."
The creature hissed, the shadows around it twisting like a storm, as if mocking his hesitation.
Raito tightened his grip. For the first time, it wasn't just his strength being tested—it was his resolve.
The Void Stalker stood motionless, its form vibrating, fading in and out of existence. Its entire body was cloaked in pure void, shifting like smoke that could never be caught.
Then, without warning, it moved.
The creature vanished from its spot and reappeared directly in front of Raito.
"Tch—!" Raito jumped back instantly, daggers raised, slipping into a fighting stance. His heartbeat thundered, but his crimson eyes stayed sharp.
