「…Captain Risty. I’ll never be defeated by you」
Asuka extends her sword to the tip of her nose.
The provocation was obvious, Still, Risty’s mouth curled.
「Interesting. …Asuka, are you going to make me feel it?」
She knows that she’s scheming something but RIsty’s interestingly faced Asuka. This curse showed signs of fighting instinct. Desire for a match. Hopeless starvation. That is Risty’s darkness. It made a mess yet she kept her ego, it naturally persisted.
She already has no reason as a hero to suppress it.
(I won’t be able to stop here, It really got out of hand)
Blood, War, and tragedy. She keeps on seeking those, it became an apparition. Her consciousness is worn out, and she changed to a demon who kept waving her sword.
(I’ll never let her do it. …Yuuto)
Asuka glanced and turned her consciousness behind for an instant. He said. He’ll definitely be able to do something.
「He said that after all. What kind of hero am I if I don’t go all out」
She took a stance. Asuika faced Risty straightforwardly. Measuring the distance, guessing the trajectory of her slash.
Looking at Asuka, Risty smiled like she’s unable to bear it.
「Very well. Good. …Make me feel it」
Risty disappeared in front of Asuka and that moment, both of them began to fight.