Insights

The eldest froze. He looked down at his chest. 

Ryu hadn't even closed the gap between them. The length of his glaive's polearm was almost two meters, and the blade alone was an additional foot and a half. The fact Ryu had caught the tip of the blade met that there were at least two large strides between them, not enough for a single arm to cross, especially not when Ryu hadn't taken a step forward. 

So… why did it feel like his heart… 

Five bloody holes burst from his chest and blood flowed in five rivers. It dripped to the ground as he fell backward, his expression growing dull as Ryu's five fingers appeared once more. However, not a single one of them was bloodied, as though Ryu didn't want to stain himself with the blood of someone so insignificant. 

Ryu strolled past the eldest, before he even hit the ground.