"Today, your life as a hunter ends, Ethan."
Ethan sighed.
"I already told you…"
"You don't get to decide things like that."
As he spoke, he raised his human hand.
A dazzling blue rune ignited within his palm.
From nothingness—
a weapon answered the call.
A massive sword materialized instantly.
Its grip wrapped in crimson thorns, its blade radiating a sinister presence.
In less than a second…
the Executioner Sword appeared in Ethan's hand.
Ethan smiled at the stunned expression on James's face.
"Why are you standing there so shocked?"
"Aren't you the one who said I didn't stand a chance against you?"
He gestured forward with his mechanical fingers.
"Come on. Attack me."
"Or would you prefer that I take the first step?"
James ground his teeth.
"That cursed Blessing of yours won't help you…"
"…against true power!"
With a violent kick against the ground, James launched forward.
His speed surpassed the limits of ordinary humans.
