The street was in ruins.
Concrete cracked.
Lights flickered.
Mahito stood in the center—
breathing fast—
grinning wider than ever.
"…You're all adapting."
Todo stepped forward.
"…Of course."
Then—
Mahito moved.
Fast.
Unpredictable.
He twisted—
lunged—
His hand shot out—
Contact.
Todo's arm.
A beat.
Then—
distortion.
"…Ah."
Todo didn't hesitate.
Slash—
He cut his own arm off.
Clean.
Immediate.
Blood hit the ground.
Yuji's eyes widened.
"…TODO—!"
Takeru's focus broke for a split second.
Mahito laughed.
"…You're desperate now."
He shifted—
targeting Takeru—
But—
CLAP!
Todo moved.
He slapped his remaining hand against Mahito's.
"…I don't need another hand to use Boogie Woogie!"
The world—
didn't change.
Nothing happened.
A lie.
But it worked.
Mahito hesitated—
just for a moment—
And that was enough.
Yuji and Takeru moved.
Together.
Impact—
Yuji struck first—
Takeru followed—
Relentless.
Mahito was pushed back—
forced to react—
"…You're getting annoying."
Then—
he countered.
Fast.
Precise.
His fingers extended—
sharp—
deadly—
Slash—
Yuji—
A line carved straight down his face—
center—
between his eyes—
Blood.
Slash—
Takeru—
The same—
a vertical cut—
mirroring Yuji's.
Before they could recover—
Another strike—
Yuji's lip—
left corner—
split.
Takeru's—
the same.
Smaller—
but sharp.
They staggered—
But didn't fall.
Didn't stop.
Takeru's eyes locked.
No hesitation.
He dropped low—
Grabbed—
Mahito's ankle—
CRACK—
Dislocated.
Mahito's balance broke.
For the first time—
his smile faltered.
Takeru didn't wait.
He rose—
SMACK—
A brutal strike—
driving Mahito into the ground.
Concrete shattered beneath him.
Silence—
for just a second.
Breathing heavy.
Blood dripping.
Yuji stood beside Takeru.
Both marked.
Both bleeding.
But still there.
Still fighting.
And Mahito—
was finally being forced down.