Slash!
In the blink of an eye, Captain Joshua charged forward and struck—his radiant white sword slicing clean through one of the Spirit's massive arms.
He had clearly aimed for the head, but the Spirit twisted away at the last moment. The arm, however, wasn't so lucky.
The Spirit recoiled, not just from pain—but from shock.
Not because of Joshua's strength.
Because of Raizel.
His wide, glowing eyes locked onto the weapon Raizel held—gleaming with a fearsome aura in his Red Berserker form.
"The... The Divergence Sword? How do you have that, human boy?" he asked, his voice trembling slightly.
Raizel's heart skipped a beat.
It knows... It knows... he thought, panic creeping in slightly.
Slash!
Another white arc carved through the air—another flash of Joshua's blade.
And another arm dropped to the ground with a thunderous crash.
The Spirit reeled, staggering. He realized it.
He couldn't stay here.
