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Suddenly, the paper door was sliced apart, breaking into pieces as a tall, muscular, yet slender figure stepped forward. He had long white hair tied into a ponytail, sharp golden eyes, pale skin, and an expression of utter contempt on his nearly flawless face. His upper body was bare, revealing muscles and scars, while his lower half wore baggy white and silver pants cinched at the ankles. Exuding divinity, the barefoot man looked wild.
"Why is he here?! Why?! Why?! Why?!"
"Ugh! No, it can't be! No! No! NO! It can't be!!!"
"Ahhh! Why?! W-Why?! Why...!"
"W-Why him of all people?! Ack! Cough...!"
"Wait, wait! N-no...! No! No! No!"
Yuki watched the soldiers she had previously saved screaming in horror, lowering their heads and kneeling before the man's presence. His Aura surged, resembling thousands of katanas lined around him, spreading a divine domain of white lightning and unparalleled might.
"There's no place in heaven for traitors like you! Dishonorable mutts!"
