Dormant Power

Haruki stood tall, a titan of unyielding resolve, his shoulders back and head held high like a challenge to the heavens. 

His face was a mask of neutral malevolence, his eyes gleaming with a fierce intensity that seemed to pierce the very soul. His arms hung loose, like coiled springs waiting to unleash their fury. 

As he distributed his weight evenly on both feet, the ground beneath him seemed to tremble in anticipation. 

Then, he took one step forward, a stride that decimated the ground and made the air shift. The sound was like thunder, a deafening boom that shook the very foundations of reality. 

His body glowed with an elegant ferocity, a radiant aura that seemed to crackle with energy as he punched the monster with a force that shattered the sound barrier.

The monster stumbled, its groan a plaintive wail that echoed through the chamber like the dying breath of a wounded beast. 

It swung its razor-sharp talons, but Haruki was a whirlwind of motion, dodging and weaving with an ethereal grace that belied his human form. 

He twirled through the air like a ballerina, his movements fluid and precise, each step a testament to his mastery of his own kinetic energy.

As he landed behind the monster, his footwork was a blur of motion, a staccato beat that seemed to punctuate the atmosphere itself. 

He unleashed a roundhouse kick that sent shockwaves rippling through the room, a maelstrom of displaced air that threatened to consume everything in its path.

The monster roared, its cry a cacophony of rage and pain that shook the very room. It extended its pitch-black arms, and two more burst forth from its shoulders, like twisted, nightmarish appendages. 

The arms writhed and twisted, like living serpents, as sharp spikes erupted from their tips, glinting with a malevolent sheen.

Haruki crouched, his body coiled like a spring, and then rocketed towards the ceiling, dodging the snaking arms with an impossible agility. 

He ricocheted off the ceiling, his body a human bullet, and hurtled towards the monster, his fist glowing with an intense, fiery energy.

His eyes blazing with a fierce intensity, his pupils vanishing as his snow-white eyes seemed to burn with an inner fire.

The punch landed with a sound like thunder, a devastating storm that rippled through the air and sent the monster stumbling back.

The energy released was like a solar flare, a blast of heat and light that seemed to incinerate everything in its path as it landed.

 The monster crashed through the wall while Haruki stood tall, his chest heaving with exertion. 

His pupils returned and he saw Hina, lying on the ground, her body broken and battered. His eyes widened in horror as he rushed towards her, his heart racing with fear. 

"Hina, Hina, hey, Hina! Are you okay?" he cried, his voice shaking with emotion.

As he touched her face, her eyes flickered open, and a weak smile played on her lips. "I'm... fine... don't worry," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Haruki's eyes shimmered with relief, tears streaming down his face as he held her close. "I'm... glad." he whispered, his voice cracking with emotion.

As they held each other, a strange clapping sound echoed through the chamber, a slow, deliberate applause that seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere at the same time. A short figure emerged from the shadows, his face twisted into a grotesque grin.

"Quite the impressive display, human," He said, his voice like a rusty gate. "You might just be the one I've been waiting for."

Haruki's jaw clenched, his eyes flashing with anger as he glared at the figure, his grip on Hina tightening. You've gotta be kidding me... Another one... he growled in his thoughts.

The figure chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement, as the scene faded to black.

『To be continued…』