Dark clouds drifted silently across the sky,
momentarily devouring the silver hook of the moon.
With the moonlight gone, the street seemed to be drowned in ink, sinking into a deeper, heavier darkness.
At the same time, the lightning-fast purple phantom within Senya's vision blended perfectly into the shadows—
and the chance to continue feasting his eyes vanished.
"Tsk."
Senya shook his slightly numb arm, a trace of regret flickering in his eyes.
He called out inwardly.
"Truth. Open my personal panel."
The translucent screen appeared instantly.
Host: Uchiha Senya
Clan: Uchiha
Physique: Bronze Skin, Iron Bones
(Physique evolves as clan strength increases)
Spiritual Pressure: Captain-level
(Strengthens alongside Physique)
Abilities:
Mangekyō Sharingan
Left Eye:Triple Rashomon
Right Eye:Fantasy Killer
Note: Mangekyō usage consumes 1 point of source quality per minute.
Source Quality: 5
(Originally 6; consumed once against Ichimaru Gin)
Triple Rashomon: Three-layer illusion, single target only, requires eye contact.
Without hesitation—
Boom!
The ground beneath Senya's feet detonated.
His body shot forward like a bolt released from an invisible giant crossbow, tearing through the air with a piercing shriek as he charged toward the position where Yoruichi had landed.
Even during the sprint, savage power surged into his fists.
Like twin pile drivers, wrapped in violent wind pressure, they descended toward the faint purple silhouette ahead!
"Arrogant!"
Yoruichi's voice carried ignited excitement, her dangerous grin shining even in the darkness.
Rather than retreat, Senya's ferocious assault only stirred the fighting spirit of the God of Flash.
She abandoned evasive movement entirely.
Her figure solidified—
then surged forward, head-on, with even greater speed!
"Shunkō!"
Invisible power roared within her body.
Highly compressed Kidō energy erupted from her spine and shoulders, then surged through her limbs like a living current.
It did not disperse.
It condensed.
At that moment, every strike Yoruichi unleashed carried terrifying destructive force far beyond ordinary limits.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang—!
A deafening storm of impacts erupted instantly!
This was no longer the sound of simple collisions—it was like countless heavy iron hammers smashing against an iron fortress at full speed!
Pure physical combat pushed to its absolute extreme!
Yoruichi became an Asura of countless limbs—
Palms like blades.
Arms like whips.
Knees like hammers.
Shins like axes.
Every strike carried not only brute force, but precise, bone-breaking technique, targeting joints, balance, and structural weaknesses.
Opposing her—
Senya was like a vicious beast from the ancient wilderness.
Abandoning finesse, he met her head-on with primal power, refusing to yield a single step.
At the same time, his Sharingan spun at full speed, desperately tracking her hyper-fast movements, searching—
for an opening.
"Got you!"
At the instant he deflected her tricky hand-blade, crimson light flared in Senya's eyes.
He caught the briefest moment of stagnation.
His left hand shot out like a giant crocodile snapping its jaws—
fingers spread wide, tearing through the air with thunderous force—
and clamped down toward Yoruichi's slender ankle, which nonetheless contained mountain-shaking power.
He intended to seal the very speed that defined the God of Flash.
"Naïve."
Yoruichi sneered, confidence and mockery intertwining.
Just as Senya's fingers were about to touch—
Her ankle twisted.
Like a boneless spirit serpent, it contorted at an angle that completely defied human anatomy.
"Hakuda — Bamboo Dragonfly!"
Yoruichi's body dropped instantly, borrowing the wrapping force.
In the split second Senya's center of gravity faltered—
a violent spiral force erupted.
Her waist snapped, her entire body spinning like a high-speed top, using Senya's arm as the axis—
and flung his massive body into the air!
The world spun violently before Senya's eyes.
He was thrown head-down, feet-up, completely airborne.
"Hmph!"
Despite the shock, Senya remained calm, forcefully twisting mid-air to stabilize himself.
But Yoruichi was already waiting.
She planted her feet firmly, coiling like a fully drawn bow—
her golden eyes locking onto the point where Senya would fall.
Her right knee rose.
Spiritual Pressure compressed to the extreme, forming a visible white air cone that tore through the atmosphere with a piercing shriek!
This was a true killing blow—
aimed straight at Senya's vulnerable waist and abdomen.
Fatal danger crashed over him like icy water.
Senya roared, unleashing monstrous strength as he forcibly arched backward in mid-air!
Yoruichi's knee tore past him, scorching airflow grazing his skin.
His clothing shredded.
A burning red mark streaked across his abdomen.
"Good reaction."
Yoruichi's voice carried praise—
and even greater danger.
Her body leapt skyward once more!
This time, her other leg rose high—
like a battle-axe wielded by a mythical giant.
Purple lightning crackled violently around it, ionizing the air with a sharp, burnt stench.
"Kidō — Thunder Strike!"
The axe-like chop descended toward Senya's exposed crown—
intending to end everything in one blow.
Senya abandoned all restraint.
Crimson Spiritual Pressure erupted violently, almost taking physical form.
"Break!!"
Crimson and violet lightning collided—
Destruction met annihilation—
Less than half a foot apart.
BOOOOM—!!!!
It was as if divine thunder exploded upon the earth.
A terrifying shockwave erupted outward, flattening the street in a perfect circle!
Buildings screamed as they shattered into glittering dust.
The ground was scraped away in thick layers, debris and rubble hurled skyward, tearing straight through the clouds.
The heavy gray cloud curtain was ripped apart—
and moonlight finally poured down.
A single, pale beam illuminated the ruined battlefield.
As the dust settled—
two figures stood beneath the moon.
Yoruichi's long purple hair danced wildly like burning flames.
She lightly shook her still-numb leg, purple lightning crackling faintly around her.
Golden cat-like eyes pierced the smoke, locking onto Senya—
a curve of unfulfilled battle intent lingering on her lips.