Through the thick smoke and flames, the Rebel and the President faced each other from afar, forgetting the sound of the building's collapse.
This is the last struggle of the trapped beast.
As the distant explosion burst forth, both let out a hoarse roar, like beasts baring fangs and claws, clashing at the same spot, the high-pitched sound of steel grinding erupted.
Then, the broken sword flew up, from the air, landing on the ground, shattering.
Tobio's face twitched slightly, painfully lowering his head, seeing the blade piercing through his shoulder into his chest.
The outcome is decided!
"Your history ends here, Tobio, along with the history of the Alliance—"
Chiba twisted the blade, gasping with difficulty, "Take your seat and set off, this is the last bond between us."
Tobio's lips twitched slightly, as if in a smile.
Such a close distance,
How nice...
With all his remaining strength, he raised his trembling left hand from the sleeve, pulled the trigger.
