"Uhh…"

The husband vomited a life-threatening amount of blood!

He looked at his hands drenched in blood with wide eyes, then raised those at the woman who just kept standing with a displeased look on her face.

His last words, "Aren't you seduced?" had brought so much hate that her dangerous side was all the husband could look at.

With bloody eyes, that is.

As blood slipped into his eyes, Kyoya unconsciously rubbed his eyes.

Though he had been looking clueless all this time, Kyoya was inwardly thinking about this woman's concept.

'Why has she not moved yet?'

The gap was clearly between him and a woman called Khloe.

She had declared her strength before the battle, but Kyoya could feel it with his body. For more than ten minutes, he had been the one to get the beating from her short sword and slaps.

However, all of this seemed too weird for the husband.

Khloe's body didn't feel like moving at all. Even if there was that huge gap, Kyoya had a strong belief that he would be able to see even a little of her speed.

His eyes belonged to a man who also knew how to look at a woman!

'What is this feeling?'

He questioned himself yet again, but in the meantime, Khloe's eyes narrowed.

In the next second, Kyoya's lips parted yet again as he vomited another dangerous amount of blood.

His whole body was pale like a vampire and he didn't look good with the cold sweat profusely swarming his face.

"You still can stand? What a strong will. If you only weren't such a lecherous bastard…"

Khloe shook her head like a maiden which didn't suit her clothes and exposed chest at all! She then pointed her sword at the husband which was the first time he could see her actually 'do' it.

Her weapon didn't let out anything light nor she herself moved, and yet…

"AHHH!"

The husband just screamed.

Even the man with strongest will would lose his composure at this point! He fell onto his knees and grasped his bloody clothes, looking at the ground with bitten lips.

The strange and incohesive had been dominating the husband's heart, however.

He soon raised his eyes at Khloe and found out that her displeasure was also different on her face.

It seemed like she wasn't angry because of his 'strong will', but because of something else!

"Don't tell me you feel bad for doing this to me? Do I look that bad in blood and sweat?"

"Shut up."

Why didn't she end the husband's life?

There was something suspicious of this whole 'Your Truth' Concept!

Kyoya couldn't tell what, though.

If she wanted him dead, then why wouldn't she just go ahead and use the raw strength gap between them to dominate him?

The questions keep piling up, then the husband suddenly… spoke up.

-

"This is… fake?"

Khloe's eyes trembled as Kyoya uttered these words.

She had been using solely her concept while battling with him, not letting anyone else come closer to them.

This concept created something akin to 'House Of Cards', but it was just mere imitation due to her lack of strength.

Nonetheless, the outsiders couldn't enter the battle between Khloe and Kyoya.

It wasn't the only reason why she had been using her Your Truth Concept all this time. If she could, then she would already end the husband whose body had been so potent to her she felt like a slave.

'It was a mistake… It was a mistake to use this man to strengthen myself.'

She had been feeling her concept of Your Truth getting stronger by unleashing it on the husband. It was just a mere feeling that she confirmed to be true in a few seconds!

By directly using her concept on the husband's body, Khloe felt more closeness and understanding of her own power!

She couldn't tell what it was or the reason behind it, but the husband's appearance had been greatly beneficial to her already.

If she could, then she would embrace him and bless him with this concept with the kisses, but both of them already had no so pleasant talk.

Furthermore, Kyoya was an enemy meant to kill…

"This is fake… These wounds… This blood… It's all fake."

"..."

Her enemy stood up, his back straight. Despite all the wounds on his body, he stood with clear eyes and certainly confident of the truth behind her concept.

"Truth… can also be a lie."

"Hmm."

"It feels like a pretty useless concept now that I know it."

But was it that easy to see through this concept? Even Kyoya, who had some knowledge about it, found it hard to focus and remember about it.

If not that feeling within him that had been constantly reminding him of something, then Kyoya would lose himself in the pain!

Similarly to this, if not the husband's unique appearance that had been boosting Khloe's concept, then he also would be in a different state.

"Let's see if you will think the same after this."

Threatening the husband with the short sword, Khloe bent her legs.

He also raised his knife, then parted his lips.

"I know what you are going to do."

The husband spoke as if knowing what her next move would be.

He sounded so confident and different that Khloe immediately wanted to test him.

But it was not what was the most important right now.

Khloe had hidden temptation within herself. She wanted to use her concept in more ways to see whether it would increase her progress!

She was tempted to play with the husband!

-

A close battle between short sword and knife unfolded.

It was a really close contact battle, so Kyoya had been on the edge numerous times. He also could see a few soft bombs sometimes exploding nearly his face from how wide her slashes sometimes turned.

Nonetheless, he confirmed his suspiciousness.

'I can tell.'

Khloe had been also using her concept on his knife.

If she didn't, then why would their battle be so close as if they were on equal strength?

'Her wounds… What wounds are real and what are fake? I wouldn't be surprised if it's all of them…'

Kyoya smiled bitterly.

'I don't know why she is trying to play with me. I guess I have that effect against those believers… I can't believe she actually got seduced by me.'

It was not exactly that…

But…

'I know what you are doing… and this weird feeling is getting clearer within me… I can take her down when she doesn't expect it the most!'