" What's the matter?"
Taiki suddenly grew upset. He finally noticed the unprecedented malice that emanated from the person before him.

" Gyousou is dead."
The person replied. Taiki subconsciously commanded his legs to retreat, but they felt numb and cold.

"...Liar"
The sword was raised overhead. Taiki gaped up with widened eyes, standing stiff as a rod as his whole body froze. He couldn't even utter a word.

" Consider it your misfortune that you have only two shirei."
The raised sword that shone white like ice slashed down smoothly like water flow.
" ...Blame yourself for choosing Gyousou."

What happened next minute, even the victim was difficult to judge: Did the blade come down first? Or did Taiki first twist his body, and try to escape by instinct -- his most familiar way of escaping?

Whichever the case, the murder blade ended up wedging deep into Taiki's horn when Taiki was in beast form. Taiki cried out from deep beneath his consciousness. It was not just a cry of pain; it was also a cry of being betrayed, the pain of losing his one and only master, and a scream when facing life threats.

With the loudest cry ever, and the instinct to escape from that place, Taiki suddenly melted away without a trace from the spot.

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