Aoto casually tossed the Pocket Paper he used to wipe the blade onto the ground and said calmly, "Let's begin."
Nagakura nodded forcefully and then raised his large hand, grabbing the sake bottle lying at Aoto's feet.
In the next instant, Nagakura took a deep breath and violently threw the sake bottle towards the junk heap and in the direction of the three archers!
His burly body was like a large slingshot, his long and sturdy arms were the slingshot's rubber band, and the sake bottle was the ammunition!
The sake bottle, hurled out with great force, spun and flew, tracing a beautiful parabola in the air before crashing to the ground and shattering into countless pieces.
The sound of the sake bottle smashing heavily was like a gunshot startling countless birds in a forest.
The three archers providing cover for their companions' retreat had their nerves constantly on edge.
Worrying whether their companions had escaped far enough...
Fear of Aoto's strength...
