The one who had spoken was none other than Rukun, who jumped down from the building.
Gravity pulled him downward, but all of a sudden, he paused in the air, a flicker of red appearing faintly beneath his feet, revealing a red blade that propelled him forward.
As he arrived closer to Inumaki, he slashed out his hand, sending a powerful arc of crimson that forced Inumaki a couple of steps backward, allowing him to land between White and him.
His crimson eyes faintly trailed behind him to where White's body lay.
Half cut in two, with a gigantic hole in his chest.
'So that's what all that invisibility aura needed to fade. Just a bit of exhaustion, and you become helpless.'
He thought quietly, with a scornful smirk on his face.
"Get out of my way, Rukun."
Inumaki's voice came as Rukun fully turned to White, a massive red blade appearing in his hand.
"I will... after I kill him with my own hands."
He said, raising his blade toward White's neck.
"Goodbye, White Deadclaw. Hehehe."
