"It's over."
Sato coolly said as he looked Enma in the eyes with his sword, [Drakken], embedded into his (Enma) chest.
Although it was just one thrust, there were two other holes on different sides of Enma's chest. If one were to compare them with the one [Drakken] was still stuck in, they would realise that the three holes were of the same size and depth.
Having reached a level far above Enma, Sato was able to ensure that every attack from him was a sure hit. As such, all three attacks produced by [Chain Hit] -the main attack and the two copies- had struck their target without fail. The two holes were the products of the two clones of Sato's main strike and when all three attacks were added together, Enma stood no chance of surviving them.
Enma's eyes turned unfocused as he remained looking down at Sato.
"I've...lost." Enma weakly muttered with his bleeding mouth; a wave of sorrow and melancholy easily sensed in his voice.