Slowly, without caring about the slashes shredding across its body, Shadow lowered itself into a crouching stance.
...The exact same stance Purple Death was using.
At this, Purple Death's eyes narrowed sharply.
"…It copied me?"
Then—
From the darkness beneath Shadow's arms—
Two short black blades slowly emerged, and look like it was formed directly from shadow itself.
The swords were thin and curved unnaturally, their surfaces swallowing even the surrounding purple light.
And the moment the blades appeared—
Purple Death suddenly felt a terrifying sense of danger explode inside his mind.
His instincts screamed.
RUN.
But before he could move—
Shadow's mask tilted upward, staring directly at him.
For some reason, Purple Death could tell that this creature was… happy?
"~~"
Purple Death's pupils contracted violently as the creature suddenly swing—
SLASHHH!!!
BOOOOMMM!!!
The entire forest suddenly exploded apart.
There was no warning, no visible attack and mo sword qi.
