The Third

Tremble.

A stream of darkness tossed Prima aside as she had to create a lightning barrier to avoid taking serious damage.

"What is this...? Why does he still have so much power!" Prima exclaimed with a dazed look.

Wain slowly rose from beneath the stone rubble while darkness enveloped him like a veil.

"I've had enough. I'm not going to take any more of this fucking shit." Wain uttered with a deadly look as he tossed his sword aside and tore off the tattooed chains as though they were real.

"Hey, what's going on?" The viewer asked while in confusion.

"I don't know... But it's Nameless! He'll always find a way out of any situation! Damn, that's so cool!" His buddy said with a happy look.

"Huh, I agree, Nameless will surprise exactly as many times as it takes to win."

Wain canceled the action of his second form, he was wearing dark armor as his hair turned white and considerably longer.