PREQUEL: TALE OF MUSASHI (CHAP12)

The leader screamed, signaling his men to attack. Musashi threw the head at them, hitting one of them. When he looked back at Musashi, he found him in front of his face. The next thing he saw was the sky spinning. Musashi continued his one slash, one hit at the other savages. At that moment, Musashi could feel so much power within. He couldn’t feel the slashes he did. He felt light like a feather. He continued his attacks on them, slashing his way to the leader. The savages surrounded him and launched one strong attack with their weapons. However, Musashi evaded by jumping high into the sky. He closed his eyes, imagining himself as a bird. And the only bird he could think of was Karasuyama’s spirit animal: The Crow. The savages looked up to see the dark clouds making large wings for Musashi.

He dropped down, head straight to the mosh pit of the savages. As he got closer, he spun around to land on his feet, while also delivering several slashes on their vitals. The air wave from the landing and the cuts dropped the savages down. No one could believe a young boy could do all of this. The leader had enough and slashed one of the females, bathed in her blood as he roared. Musashi started walking on the dead bodies towards the leader until they got face to face. The size of the leader didn’t faze Musashi. Masato, who was still hiding nearby, regretted trying to assassinate Musashi.

The two exchanged looks for a minute when the leader started his attack with a roar. Musashi parried his big axe attack and, in a flash, aimed his katana at his neck. The leader saw it coming and barely evaded it. He then struck a punch. Musashi jumped on his hand and then went away. As he raised his katana high and got into his fighting stance, he then started to emit the dark smoky aura around him. The leader noticed and didn’t wait as he dashed towards him. The dark aura surrounded everything, and two huge red eyes appeared behind Musashi. The symbol ‘死’ was visible inside his eyes. The terrifying aura emitting behind Musashi caught the leader in a chokehold. It was as if two inhumanly large hands grabbed him by his neck. The leader stopped moving while Musashi was preparing for his attack. As he inhaled as much air as he could, he exhaled the moment he swung his katana at the leader. A big black slash struck the leader, cutting him in two. Everything got back to normal as the dark aura faded away. Musashi looked at the katana and then to the gloomy sky.