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The Avatar of the Original Nightmare Curse laughed, suddenly growing two naginatas with ease, sprouting another pair of crystal arms over his shoulders and absorbing the Nightmare Essence produced from all those his monsters had already killed.
"I might have lost against one brat, but it won't be the same anymore! I won't go easy! Hehah… HEHEHAHAH!"
The monster laughed, embodying all the nightmares and fears of Hanzo. His foe's appearance resembled the madman who had once stormed his village and slaughtered his family, a renowned family of swordsmiths from Japan's mountainside.
CLASH! CLASH! CLASH! CLASH!
They clashed, two giant naginatas against his single katana, explosions of nightmare flames erupting everywhere as Hendrick and Frederica watched from behind. They felt completely useless.
"What can we do? We're completely useless against that monster…!" Frederica cried. "That thing goes against everything we've ever known…"
