Anyachi swings her sword, aiming for Slayde's head, but he weaves out of the way at the last second, his body tilting just enough to avoid the blade as he steps out of the control room door and lands in the middle of the hallway.
"Running away, are we?" Anyachi says snarkishly as she pivots to face him.
"Quite the opposite," Slayde replies, his voice calm as he suddenly bursts forward, closing the distance in an instant, his fist clashing head-on with her sword.
The impact echoes through the hallway.
"He just used his fists to clash with Anyachi's sword, what are his hands made out of?" Selene monologues in shock, her eyes widening.
"So this is how they fight, it's just like what you see in the movies, and from the looks of it, Anyachi is losing," Miura monologues, his expression tightening with worry as he watches the exchange.
Slayde presses forward without pause, each step heavy, each strike faster than the last.
"It seems she's run out of energy to use her testament, seeing as there are no more wind attacks, and she's relying on physical strength now, but even that is getting slower," Slayde thinks, a grin forming on his face. "It's my chance."
Steel meets flesh again and again as Anyachi is forced back step by step, her feet scraping against the ground under the pressure.
"His attacks just keep coming. In a battle of stamina, he's going to win. I'm all out of energy to use my testament, and I'm nearing my physical limit too, this is bad," Anyachi monologues, tightening her grip on her sword as she shifts fully on the defensive, barely managing to block Slayde's relentless barrage.
"Anyachi is being pushed back! She must be all out of energy. That sword is the only thing keeping her alive. Fuck, I'm all out of energy too. I would have been able to help, but now I'll only get in the way," Selene says, clenching her fist tightly, frustration clear on her face.
Slayde's movements sharpen.
"This is it!" he shouts as he suddenly steps in and throws a fast punch, aiming straight for Anyachi's ribs.
"Shit, I can't block fast enou—" Anyachi starts as she tries to retreat, her body reacting a second too late.
In that instant, Slayde's clenched fist opens.
His fingers spear forward.
A sickening sound follows.
Her body jolts as his hand pierces through her skin and into her ribs.
Her eyes widen.
She slowly looks down, her breath hitching, before lifting her gaze back up to him, where she meets his twisted grin.
"Anyachi!" Selene and Miura shout at the same time.
Blood spills from the corner of her mouth as her body trembles from the impact.