June shook her head, fear and despair etched into her eyes.
"Yeah… Kael is gone. The Vital Society… it's over."
The true chaos had only just begun—
an upheaval nobody could have predicted,
a storm that would consume everything.
Yura and Noctyre burst inside at full speed.
"Sir Kael!!" Yura screamed.
Noctyre froze. Sweat dripped down his face as realization struck him like a blade.
"…He's been sealed."
Something snapped inside Yura.
Vital Force erupted around his fists, burning red as he lunged forward.
"I will save Sir Kael!"
Swish!
His punch cut through empty air.
Hiroshima laughed, tilting his head.
"This is gonna be fun."
Yura stepped back, teeth clenched, chest rising and falling.
"…This isn't easy."
He began to move—
constant, relentless motion.
Circling. Stepping. Shifting.
"That's my only chance," he muttered.
Hiroshima grinned wider.
"Oy, oy. What are you doing, huh?"
Yura's steps tightened. His movements sharpened.
Then—he lunged.
THUD!
THUD!
A clean hit. Then a kick.
THUD!
Hiroshima slid back slightly, boots scraping against the broken ground.
Yura didn't stop.
He stepped back—
—and started circling again.
Hiroshima narrowed his eyes, excitement flickering beneath his grin.
"…You've got good speed."
The air grew heavy.
Vital Force surged.
And so—
The battle between Yura De Urs
and Hiroshima Toko
had begun.