The cage door clanged shut behind Axamu.
Cold metal. Cold floor. Cold air.
Only the roar of the crowd felt alive—
like a monster breathing down his neck.
"TAIZOOOO!!!"
"CRUSH HIM!!!"
"END THE BLEEDING BRAT!!!"
Taizo twirled his bey in one hand, rolling his shoulders with a calm, dangerous swagger.
His grin was relaxed—
but his presence felt like a wall pressuring the entire arena.
"Kid, you don't look scared," Taizo said, voice deep, smooth, almost amused.
"You look empty."
Axamu didn't answer.
Just stared… abyss-like.
Taizo chuckled.
"I like that. Makes it easier."
He raised his bey.
And Axamu's eyes finally twitched—
because what Taizo held wasn't normal.
Not even close.
A jet-black UX Bey.
Surrounded by rotating chainsaw-like teeth along its outer ring.
Every segment looked sharp enough to shred metal.
Every rotation looked lethal.
Taizo held it proudly.
"This," he said, "is Saw Rake."
The crowd screamed.
"Saw Rakeee!!"
"Rip him apaaarrrt!!"
"TAIZO! KILL HIM!!"
Axamu's expression didn't break.
But his inner thoughts sank cold:
> Chainsaw blades…? If that thing hits me once…
…I'll bleed nonstop.
This arena might kill me faster than he can.
Taizo stepped closer—
towering, confident, relaxed like he'd already won.
"You made it to the final," the man said, tapping Axamu's shoulder with the heavy weight of Saw Rake.
"But let me teach you something."
He leaned in.
"This is what the underworld is really like, kid."
He stepped back with a small smirk—
the kind only killers or champions wear.
"Down here… strength isn't about winning."
"It's about surviving the hit."
He spun Saw Rake casually.
The chainsaw teeth whirred with a mechanical growl—
The sound alone made the crowd shiver with excitement.
Axamu stared silently, emotionless, but his inner voice echoed:
> If that hits White Scorpio Spear head-on…
…my whole body will feel it. Hard.
This battle isn't like the last three.
This time… I might actually die.
Taizo spread his arms to the crowd.
"LADIES!! GENTLEMEN!!"
"This kid thinks he can stand in my cage!!"
"This kid thinks he can BLEED HIS WAY past ME!!"
The crowd exploded again.
"CRUSH HIM, TAIZO!!!"
"SHOW HIM REAL UNDERWORLD!!!"
"TEAR HIS BEY APART!! MAKE HIM BLEED!!!"
Axamu still didn't react.
His breathing steady.
His expression empty.
His eyes void-dark.
Almost inhuman.
Taizo's grin sharpened.
"Stay quiet then. I like quiet prey."
He stepped into position.
Axamu raised White Bey—
hands trembling slightly from blood loss—
but grip steady.
This was it.
A legendary underworld player.
A deadly UX chainsaw bey.
A starving crowd.
A collapsing body.
And Axamu's silent, cold determination.
> I can't run.
I can't die yet.
Four wins. That's what I agreed to.
…So I win. No matter the cost.
Taizo pointed Saw Rake at him like a knife.
"Try not to pass out before we launch."
The announcer raised the mic—
"FINAL BATTLLLLLEEEEEE!!!"
The stadium shook with anticipation.
3…
The chainsaw blades spun faster.
2…
Axamu's eyes darkened like a void swallowing light.
1…
Taizo whispered—
"Bleed for me, kid."
---
The referee raised his hand.
"THREE… TWO… ONE— GO SHOOT!!!"
Both launches fired.
Sparks exploded off the rails.
Taizo's chainsaw bey, Saw Rake, hit the stadium first— its rotating teeth screaming like metal fangs hungry for flesh.
Taizo roared:
"SAW RAKE! TEAR HIS BEY APART!"
The crowd exploded.
"CRUSH HIM TAIZO!!"
"MAKE HIM BLEED!!"
"THE GLUTTONY WILL DEVOUR HIM!"
Taizo slammed his hand on the cage.
"LET'S GO, KID! LET YOUR BEY GET SHREDDED!!"
But—
Right as Axamu's bey landed…
A white gleam flashed.
A different sound.
A different vibration.
A completely different presence.
Taizo's eyes narrowed.
"…huh?"
The bey that entered the stadium wasn't Scorpio Spear.
It was a white cyclone of aggressive movement—
a clean metallic roar instead of scraping metal.
Taizo leaned forward.
"Wait… the hell is—?"
The bey spun into view fully—
A white body.
Cobalt blue edges.
Draconic patterns glowing under the stadium lights.
Taizo's eyes widened.
"Oi— you— you changed your bey!?"
His grin returned instantly, but now it carried excitement instead of arrogance.
"You sneaky little bastard—!"
The crowd gasped as the name spread like wildfire.
"WHITE COBALT DRAGOON!?"
"I NEVER SEE A WHITE VERSION?!"
"I THOUGH ONLY RYUGU CHROME HAVE IT!?"
Taizo laughed—a wild, satisfied laugh.
"HAH! Kid, I didn't think you had brains left in that bleeding skull of yours!"
He pointed at Axamu with pure thrill.
"At least you didn't disappointed me!"
Axamu stayed silent.
Just breathing heavy through the blood on his lips.
Inner thought:
If I kept using Scorpio Spear… Saw Rake would've shredded it to pieces…
Dragoon… you're my only chance now since you are left Bey…
Saw Rake lunged.
KRRRRRRTTTTTT—!!
The chainsaw teeth slammed into White Cobalt Dragoon—
But instead of shredding it, sparks ricocheted off Dragoon's frame.
Taizo blinked.
"Oho… tough little dragon you got there."
Another hit—
GRAAAAANG!!
Axamu staggered—
fresh blood running down his cheek, mirroring the impact.
Inner thought:
Even with Dragoon… this recoil is insane…
My ribs… my head… everything hurts…
Taizo's grin sharpened.
"You really think some shiny rare bey's gonna save you? Saw Rake LOVES fighting strong ones!"
Saw Rake lunged again—
the chainsaw spinning louder, faster.
Taizo shouted, voice full of hunger:
"COME ON, AXAMU RIYA!! LET ME SEE THAT DRAGON BREAK INTO PIECES!!"
But Dragoon didn't break.
It slipped around the attack—
skimming the edge of the stadium with a sudden sharp curve.
The crowd erupted.
"WHAT A DODGE!!"
"THAT DRAGOON'S FAST AS HELL!!"
"THIS MATCH JUST TURNED INSANE!!"
Taizo's excitement spiked.
His breathing quickened. His eyes sparkled like a predator who finally found a worthy prey.
"HAHAHA!! NOW WE'RE TALKING!! YOU GOT ME FIRED UP, KID!"
Axamu's grip tightened.
His voice didn't speak.
But his thoughts echoed like a whisper in his skull:
Inner thought:
Dragoon...
---
Taizo watched White Cobalt Dragoon skim the stadium edge, dancing away from the chainsaw strikes.
His grin stretched wider… brighter… almost proud.
"It's really good."
He tilted his head.
"Really good strategy there, kid."
Axamu didn't respond.
His chest rose and fell sharply as blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
Taizo's eyes sharpened.
"But—"
Saw Rake suddenly peeled away from Dragoon, shooting straight toward the far corner.
Axamu's brows twitched.
What—?
Saw Rake hit the corner.
Then zoomed back to center.
Then back to the corner again.
Back to center.
Corner.
Center.
A pattern.
A rhythm.
A build-up.
Taizo grinned like a mad conductor orchestrating chaos.
"Watch closely, kid… this is how a predator coils before it bites."
Before Axamu could react—
KA-CHUNK!!
Saw Rake SLAMMED into the X-Rail.
The chainsaw bey SKIPPED OFF THE RAIL—
And LAUNCHED ITSELF UPWARD like a flying buzzsaw.
Axamu's eyes snapped wide.
"Wha—!?"
The crowd lost their minds.
"TAIZO'S AIR SAW!!"
"HE'S GONNA HIT HIM FROM ABOVE!!"
"IT'S DECIDE!!"
Saw Rake descended from above like a spinning guillotine.
For a split second—
Axamu wasn't in the stadium.
He was somewhere else.
That glitching man.
That impossible downward strike from above.
His breath caught.
Instinct kicked in.
White Cobalt Dragoon JERKED to the side—
Barely missing the saw teeth by a hair-thin margin.
The impact shook the whole cage as Saw Rake slammed into the floor instead, sparks flying everywhere.
The crowd gasped.
Taizo only laughed.
A pleasant laugh.
Genuine.
Thrilled.
"Hoo~"
He pointed at Axamu with a wild spark in his eyes.
"You good kid! Real good! Not many dodge that one!"
Axamu didn't speak.
He just breathed—hard, pained—
dragging a trembling hand across his cheek where fresh blood trickled.
Inner thought:
That… would've sliced Dragoon in half… and maybe me too…
Taizo… he's not just strong… he's reading everything I do…
Saw Rake spun back toward center, chainsaw teeth revving louder.
Taizo's grin widened even more.
"C'mon Axamu Riya… show me more. Don't disappoint me now!"
The final battle wasn't slowing down.
It was only getting wilder.
---
Axamu's dodge impressed him for a moment…
But only for a moment.
Taizo tilted his head, staring at Axamu as if expecting something.
Waiting.
Hungry.
"...So? Aren't you gonna move?"
His grin twitched impatiently.
"C'mon, c'mon—fight back. Dance. Do something, kid."
Axamu said nothing.
White Cobalt Dragoon just spun there… steady, quiet.
His breath turned ragged.
His vision blurred.
Blood loss. Damage. Exhaustion. All stacked like weights pressing into his skull.
Taizo's smile slowly flattened.
"...Ah. You're not gonna move at all, are you?"
Silence.
Axamu's heart pounded painfully.
His legs trembled.
His insides twisted from the earlier hits.
Inner thought:
My body… it's not listening… Damn it…
Even pain resistance… can't help against internal damage…
Taizo sighed dramatically.
"Well… that's boring."
His wrist flicked.
Saw Rake revved, chainsaw blade roaring to life with a terrifying metallic shriek.
"Guess I'll shake you awake."
CRACK—!!
Saw Rake smashed into Dragoon with a violent, tearing impact.
Axamu felt the blow instantly as if it hit his own ribs—
the chainsaw tooth scraping, tearing, biting—
"—ghhh!!"
He doubled over, clutching his side, blood spilling from his mouth.
The crowd ERUPTED.
"CRUSH HIM, TAIZO!!"
"THE GLUTTONY IS FEASTING!!"
"AXAMU'S DONE FOR!!"
Saw Rake struck AGAIN.
SLASH—CRACK—GRIND—!!
Axamu's knees buckled.
A deep bruise formed across his ribs.
His vision shook violently.
Inner thought, weak, fading:
D–damn… too fast… too sharp… I can't… even keep up…
Taizo watched him slump in pain—
and the thrill faded from his eyes.
"...Yeah. You really got nothing left."
He clicked his tongue.
"No fire. No spark. Not even a twitch."
He rolled his shoulder casually, almost disappointed.
"Alright. Guess I'll end this, kid. You gave me a decent warm-up."
The stadium went silent.
Taizo walked his bey toward the X-Rail.
Saw Rake locked onto the rail.
Sparks shot out.
The entire cage vibrated.
Taizo's smile turned feral.
"GLUTTONY EXTREME—"
Saw Rake shot forward, hitting the X-Rail at full force—
"—DASH!!"
A massive, violent burst of energy erupted.
The stadium lights flickered.
The chainsaw bey behind Taizo suddenly formed a flickering hologram—
A twisted silhouette with spinning saws for arms.
The spirit of his bey's violence, roaring for blood.
The crowd LOST IT.
"IT'S THE GLUTTONY!!"
"TAIZO'S FINISHER!!"
"THAT KID IS DEAD!!"
Saw Rake came crashing down—
from above—
with full, brutal force.
SLAM—!!!
Axamu's eyes widened—then went blank.
His body collapsed.
Everything inside him screamed for air—
and then went completely still.
White Cobalt Dragoon was sent FLYING—
skidding across the stadium—
scraping the edge—
tipping—
Almost outside…
Almost eliminated…
Almost broken—
But somehow…
Barely…
It stayed in.
White Cobalt Dragoon still spun.
Weakly.
Unsteadily.
But alive.
The crowd fell into stunned silence.
Taizo blinked.
"…Huh?"
Axamu lay motionless on the floor, unconscious.
The stadium lights flickered.
Dragoon kept spinning… just a few more rotations…
as if refusing to fall.
Cliffhanger.