The first thing they noticed—

  they couldn’t cut him.

  Not Ren’s Half Crescent.

  Not Yumi’s Cws of Fury.

  Not Akira’s Shinra Banshou.

  Not Ryuko’s Shadow Beast.

  Nothing. Not a single bde, not a single fme, not a single ounce of their Tamashkii could pierce him.

  Tenzan moved through their attacks like an unstoppable force, his skin absorbing every strike as if they were mere gusts of wind. His flesh should have torn. His bones should have shattered. But the moment their bdes met his skin, the reality sank in—this wasn’t something that could be killed.

  Yumi’s fmes wrapped around him, licking his body, crackling, roaring—but he just walked through it. His muscles burned, his skin bckened, but he kept moving. The fire didn’t even slow him down. If anything, it made him look more monstrous.

  The image of Tenzan engulfed in fire, his glowing eyes locked on them, was burned into their minds instantly.

  Ren struck next, his bde moving faster than the eye could follow, Half Crescent aimed directly for the beast’s throat—CLANG. The impact felt like hitting steel. Ren barely had time to widen his eyes before Tenzan swung at him. No technique, no stance—just sheer brutality. Ren barely ducked, the air pressure alone splitting open his cheek.

  Akira moved next—Raikou surged. Lightning crackled as he gathered his energy, aiming straight for Tenzan’s chest. Shinra Banshou roared, a thunderous, sky-splitting impact that had felled armiesbefore. And yet, when the smoke cleared—Tenzan stood there.

  Unshaken.

  Akira barely had time to breathe before Tenzan moved. Not lumbering. Not slow. A blur of monstrous speed.

  Tenzan closed the distance in a single step. Before Akira could even process it, his wrist was caught. His body froze.

  Then—

  A twist.

  A sharp, sickening CRACK.

  Akira’s arm bent the wrong way. A gasp, then a scream.

  Before anyone could react, Tenzan’s other hand grabbed Akira by the hair—

  and smmed him into the ground.

  BOOM.

  A crater formed beneath them. Akira’s body bounced against the concrete like a broken doll before slumping, blood pooling beneath his form.

  Ren moved instantly—his hands fshing through seals.

  Full Moon.

  A technique meant to freeze everything in its radius, locking down the battlefield in a moment of pure stillness.

  Tenzan simply… walked through it.

  Ren’s stomach dropped.

  The next moment, Ren vanished.

  Not of his own will—Tenzan moved so fast that by the time anyone realized what had happened, Ren was already being unched through three separate buildings.

  Each impact shattered walls, gss, and concrete, leaving a trail of destruction in his wake.

  He didn’t even scream.

  Because the hit took all the air from his lungs.

  ?

  That left two.

  Yumi and Ryuko.

  Ryuko wasted no time—his Shadow Beast surged forward, massive, writhing, snarling, a manifestation of the void itself.

  It roared, baring its fangs at Tenzan before lunging.

  Tenzan caught it.

  With one hand.

  And crushed it.

  ?

  Ryuko’s eyes widened as the very thing he had spent years mastering was shattered in an instant.

  The moment he hesitated, Tenzan was in front of him.

  A fist drove into Ryuko’s gut.

  His ribs cracked instantly.

  Blood spttered from his mouth.

  His feet lifted off the ground, body arching as the sheer force sent him flying.

  His body skidded across the battlefield, crashing into debris, unmoving.

  ?

  Now, only Yumi remained.

  She didn’t falter. Not for a second.

  She unched forward, her bdes slicing toward Tenzan’s legs.

  A beast like this needed bance.

  She would take it from him.

  Her sais struck clean.

  And yet—

  No give.

  Her weapons hit his skin and stopped, as if she had stabbed into unbreakable stone.

  Tenzan’s gaze locked onto her.

  Then, he opened his mouth.

  A breath—but not air.

  A surge of raw energy erupted from his throat,

  an unrelenting bst of force that sent Yumi hurtling back.

  The attack wasn’t just concussive—it warped the air, cracking the earth beneath them, blowing apart the battlefield itself.

  Yumi hit the ground, tumbling, coughing violently.

  The moment she tried to rise, her vision blurred—

  Blood dripped from her forehead into her eyes, staining everything red.

  Their strongest techniques.

  Their full force.

  Their deadliest attacks.

  Nothing worked.

  Tenzan was simply beyond them.

  He stomped forward, towering over them,

  the air itself trembling beneath his presence.

  His massive hands clenched into fists,

  the earth shaking beneath each step.

  They were going to die here.

  And no one could stop it.

  CUT TO BLACK.