In the town of the Shadow Warriors in the Land of Nion, eemonic energy filled the sky and swept through the streets. The streets themselves were devoid of anything but demonic creatures. "Sword Draw, Flash."

With Decartes in hand, Alfius charged from his position in the north as a group of ninjas descended upon him.

Without a word, Alfius sheathed Decartes and launched another Flash. The ninjas fell to the ground one after another.

"Morin! Come out and face me!" Alfius shouted defiantly.

Suddenly, a man in a purple ninja uniform attacked murderously. Alfius slashed his sword at him, but Morin turned into a mirage right before his eyes.

"A decoy? The real one must be nearby!" Alfius closed his eyes, and thee light forms emanating from Decartes gradually enveloped his body.

Alfius held his sword in front of him and listened to the various sounds around him intently. The wind, the grass, the birds, the insects, and then... breathing.

He pinpointed Morin's location and assumed the drawing stance once more. In the blink of an eye, Alfius appeared behind Morin. Like a lightning strike, he cleaved him in two with a single slash.

back, he realized it was yet another decoy. At the same time, the

smoke billowed everywhere. Standing at the highest point, Morin deactivated his

how foolish. Such a simple trick and you fell for it. You haven't

a voice

improved now?" Alfius taunted

exploded into a burst of flames upon contact

he brushed off the dust from

to finish this quickly,' he thought, Alfius had to rely on his full physical power for each Flash which

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the street. As Alfius' senior, Morin understood the link between sword techniques and stamina. Hence, he was

a few metal stars shot out from the shadows. Alfius cut them all down in one strike and then closed his eyes again.

"Flame Technique!

"Hurricane Technique!

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