310 - - double-edged ending

--The black blade is closing in.

Circle dance.

That's what they call Aniella's circular movements.

The one he showed us on the first day was slowed down to make it easier to understand the movement.

The most troublesome point of this gait is that it can destroy the pause in an instant.

The pause is a struggle for how to occupy a space in which each side has an advantage.

In Thor's case, it is the length of his outstretched arms and sword body.

In the case of Thor, the optimal distance is his outstretched arm and the length of his sword blade, plus the distance of one step.

In contrast, the effective distance for Aniella, who is bare-handed, is as close as her arm can reach.

Thor has the advantage if he is first, but if he is in the pocket, it is impossible for him to stop Aniella.

However, Maaihime's footwork, which she calls "Ashi-Yashiko," is so slow and rapid that she almost never allows her opponents to gain the upper hand.

Even if she tries to keep her distance, her body, which is spinning faster than ever, quickly reaches an advantageous position.

Thor then chose the path of Tsubagakure.

However, it would be difficult to swing his sword through the air as it was.

He held his stance more steady, aiming for the shortest possible time with the least amount of movement.

To do so, however, he had to apply his power in a split second.

What helped me was the way to pull out the maximum speed of the body instantly, which I had learned by the Thundering Needle.

Before he can blink, Thor's sword flashes.

--The black tip of his sword flutters like a butterfly, dodging the incoming blade.

A move that often stands out, Aniella calls the eye.

It is the bait to attract the eyes of the opponent.

The moment Thor's gaze is caught by the fluttering of the sleeve, the other hand, which was lurking in the background, is thrust at his throat.

To prevent this, it is important not to keep your gaze fixed on a single point.

The bones that support the body are the basis of all actions.

By scattering your viewpoint to the whole body of the opponent, you can predict his actions without missing even the smallest starting point.

Thor, who had discerned the trajectory of the black blade from the twist of his toes, knees, and shoulders, turned his sword toward it.

--The two blades meet, and a hard thud and seven-colored sparks fly from the two blades.

The sword does not end when it is swung.

What is most remarkable about Aniella is the way she moves as one.

When a human being finishes a single movement, there is rigidity and relaxation.

However, this was not the case in the dancer's dance.

Smoothly and without pause, she ducks, thrusts, plays, and strikes.

Perhaps there is a special breathing and muscular convergence in her movements, but it is not a skill that can be acquired overnight.

Thor, however, already had the skills to deal with it.

Fighting alone without any help.

It means death when you are surrounded.

He had survived for a long time by deflecting, repelling, and repelling the onslaught that came at him from all sides.

--The black swords that have been repelled flutter through the air and strike as countless slashing blows.

While stepping into the deadly place, Thor skillfully shifts his body to an angle and position where it is difficult for the black sword to reach him.

Not even a moment's delay is allowed.

But Thor's sword cuts through the air and bites into the black blade.

According to Aniella, Thor already has a more than adequate foundation.

If he has the help to take it to the next level, he will not be defeated by the master of the labyrinth.

Thor turned to the girl he had spent the past six months, or even longer, with.

Sora's characteristic .

She connected it to Thor through Moo's .

--The skeletal sword dancing in mid-air, creating countless afterimages.

Leaving a hair's breadth between them, the black blades run just in front of Thor's body.

Thor, who has perfectly grasped the movement and timing of the black skeletons, keeps each and every one of the blades away from him.

--Sword fights that overlap and link together.

--Black shadows and seven-colored lights flash across the sky.

--Bones and flesh swap places at a dizzying pace.

A tremendous rush of time surges through Thor's field of vision.

Hundreds, if not thousands, of blades intersect.

Thor himself is no longer certain how much he has tested his precognition.

But surely Thor's eyes and body were etched with the black skeletal sword.

As Thor turns to face Moe and looks into the mirror, his eyes clearly reflect the passage of time.

It was the moment he had been waiting for all his life.

A brief moment after hundreds of slashes.

The black skeleton's body tilts slightly.

A moment later, Thor's arm moves, and the seven-colored blade swings through the shortest and most optimal distance.

The sword of iron vajra lightly avoided the black blade that was about to meet it, and was sucked straight into the skeleton's chest.

At the moment the blade was snatched, all the muscles tightened and compressed into a force.

The solid blow born from the flexible flexion of the blade turned into a slash that shattered everything.

A tremendous impact is released, and every rib of black bone is blown away.

The destruction does not stop there, but spreads to every bone in the body.

Suddenly, Thor's field of vision expands infinitely as if to pierce through the scattered bone fragments.

The sea.

Beyond the flow of time, there was a vast, endless expanse...

Thor!

"Mr. Mumm!"

A sudden cry brings Thor back to consciousness, and he looks up.

What he sees is Sola's face, full of worry.

Mo blinks as he holds the mirror and is hugged tightly by Yuril.

"You were just about to disappear!

"Is that so?"

"Yes, my body blurred ......, what happened?"

Thor scratched the bottom of his chin in surprise at their words.

Perhaps it was the ocean when he had seen it beyond the .

But for now, there was something more important.

He had to do it before his memory faded.

As Thor stood up, Sora looked at him as if she was hanging on.

"Are you all right?　Thor."

"Oh, I'm sorry to worry you. I'm going to clean up a little first."

With these words, Thor pushed open the red door to the room where the master of the labyrinth awaits.