Evolution

Tsurugi sensing an overwhelming ego emanating from the group and swiftly creates a katana. One member dashes toward him, throwing a punch, prompting a rapid block and a retaliatory strike. Leading to Tsurugi gaining the upper hand, in that moment his vision shrouds in darkness and a forceful impact lands on the side of his head.

An enigmatic voice declares, "If you can stand up, I'll restore your vision."

Regaining balance, Tsurugi rises, his sight returning to reveal Forko—a brawny figure in a snug red shirt and loose black pants.

Confused, Tsurugi questions, "What was that?"

Forko, donning a confident smirk, replies, "Even if I told you, you couldn't bypass it."

Undeterred, Tsurugi charges, vigilant this time. However, as he quickly constructs and aims a pistol at Forko, expecting his vision to dissipate, he witnesses Forko forming a hand sign, and to his surprise his vision remains intact. Perplexed, he realizes something else has changed—a lack of sensation, not even being able to feel his own clothes. Caught off guard, he's sent sprawling across the room, and an abrupt pain surges through his torso as touch returns.

Coughing on the floor, Tsurugi teeters on the edge of consciousness.

As he fades in and out of consciousness, watching Forko get closer, he feels immense self-loathing for letting himself get bested so easily. Desperate for a second chance, Tsurugi takes a gamble.

A rumor he heard during his time as an assassin, but that's all it was—a rumor. It was something people would often hint at being possible, while Tsurugi could create weapons with ease, there was one thing he never tried, and even if he did, he never knew if it would work…

'Armour Creation.'

Forko continuing his march toward Tsurugi, laughing.

"You were really that pathetic, huh?"

He gets up to Tsurugi's limp body and charges up a kick, releasing it into Tsurugi's abdomen.

A scream of pain is released.

Not from Tsurugi but from Forko; a suit of armour had formed around Tsurugi and where Forko had aimed his kick a high concentration of ego had formed. Not only did he effectively kick armor, but due to the nature of 'Armour Creation,' the high concentration of pure ego, meant it rejects any ego equivalent in strength that isn't its own. This led to all the ego placed within Forko's kick to travel back into his own leg.

Taking his chance Tsurugi pushes himself onto his knees and finally stands up in disbelief that it worked. However, he recognizes the fact it is very much incomplete as it seems to only form on the part of his body under threat.

Now face to face with Forko, Tsurugi places his hands on Forko's shoulders and pushes him onto his knees. 

Tsurugi states smugly, "Who's pathetic now? You're kneeling to me."

Forko, still in pain from the previous kick, looks up at Tsurugi brimming with anger as he forms another hand sign. This time it was a repeat, nothing new. Tsurugi's sight disappears. However, this time, instead of a powerful strike hitting the side of his head, there is another scream. Forko had intended to strike to kill, but the Ego Armour had positioned itself at the site of contact, causing all the ego to once again reflect back into Forko, this time shattering every bone in his right arm.

'Armour Creation'—a legendary technique that can only happen if someone with the ability to create has refined their ego to a point many tiers above that of your regular egoist. This technique has been rumored that if perfected, it is the ultimate defense. However, Tsurugi's was only lackluster at best, meaning it can only tackle one attack at a time, but against a brawler such as Forko this was all that he needed, even if his senses were cut off, the shield would be formed due to its very nature of targeting ego. Meaning it formed just before Forko's punch landed on Tsurugi's temple 

Forko, now staring at Tsurugi, realising he broke the hand sign, desperately try's to reform it but with the amount of fractures that had occurred in his arm this was impossible, which seemed to mean not only could Forko no longer remove a sense but he couldn't maintain the previous action.

Tsurugi creating his rifle as an act of pure disrespect walks towards the sprawled out Forko.

Tsurugi states "open wide"

Shoving the rifle barrel into Forkos mouth as his finger moves to pull the trigger.