“Kuro…” Reika whispered, her sharp eyes widening.

  “Now that’s what I’m talking about!” Xero yelled, his ughter eg through the forest.

  Kuro’s gaze locked onto Ichigō, his voice cutting through the chaos like a bde. “You wao see my strength? Here it is.”

  With a roar, he unleashed the full force of his Thunder Cp, the storm of energy exploding outward in a dazzling surge. The forest floor shook violently, the shockwave tearing through the Cerberus Children and hurtling toward Ichigō with devastating speed.

  The battle had reached its tipping point, and Kuro was determio end it on his terms. As Kuro braced himself for his strike, Ichigō stepped back, his grin widening with cruel amusement. His eyes gleamed with fidence as he raised a hand, snapping his fingers sharply.

  “You’ve done well,” Ichigō said, his voice calm but mog. “But you haven’t seen anythi.”

  The shadows surrounding the clearing deepened, and from the darkness emerged two figures with an aura that shifted the etlefield. Their movements were smooth and deliberate, carrying a grace that hi immense power, and their human-like appearances made them all the more uling.

  Nigō stepped forward first, her strikiy anding attention even amidst the chaos. Her long, flowing bck hair shimmered faintly uhe muted light of the forest, and her sharp, emerald-green eyes glinted with predatory i. She carried herself with an air of elegance, but her every movement radiated a quiet danger. Her fitted bat attire, sleek and designed for mobility, hi her lethal efficy.

  “Quite the show you’ve put on,” Nigō said, her voice soft but cutting, like silk ed around a bde. She tilted her head, an amused smile pying on her lips. “But it’s time we put ao this little performance.”

  Sangō followed closely behind her, his tall and muscur frame exuding raw power. His chiseled features were framed by short, dark hair, and his intense crimson eyes locked onto Kuro with unwavering focus. Unlike Nigō’s air of elegance, Sangō’s presence was anding, almost oppressive, like a storm building on the horizon. Dressed in dark, tactical gear that atuated his broad shoulders and defined build, he looked every bit the unstoppable force.

  Kuro’s heart sank at the sight of them. “More of them…?” he muttered under his breath, his sharp mind already calg the odds.

  Ichigō’s ughter echoed through the forest, brimming with satisfa. “Wele to the real test, James,” he said, stepping aside to let his siblings take ter stage.

  Nigō’s gaze swept over Kuro, then briefly flicked to Reika and Xero, her smile widening. “He’s cute,” she remarked, her tone dripping with mockery. “Too bad we’re going to break him.”

  Sangō didn’t speak immediately. Instead, he rolled his shoulders, his movements fluid yet brimming with strength. When he did speak, his deep voice carried an edge of quiet menace. “You’ve caused enough trouble. Let’s see if you back it up.”

  Kuro felt the weight of their bined presence pressing down on him, but he refused to falter. He could sehe overwhelming strength they possessed—not just their physical abilities, but the precision and fidence of seasoned warriors. These weren’t mindless attackers; they were predators, and he was their target.

  Behind him, Xero’s wild grin faltered as he took in the newers. “They’re human?” he muttered, his grip tightening on his bde. “No… something’s different about them.”

  Reika, standing beside him, narrowed her eyes as she studied Nigō and Sangō. “They might look human,” she said cautiously, “but they’re far from it. Their energy—it’s trolled. Refined.”

  Ichigō folded his arms, watg with amusement. “Meet Saibogu Nigō and Saibogu Sangō,” he said, gesturing toward them. “The best of Fire Fly’s creations. Faster, stronger, and smarter than anything you’ve faced so far.”

  Kuro’s gaze hardened as he stepped forward, pg himself between his team and the two hreats. His mind raced as he assessed their stances and movements, searg for any potential openings.

  “You don’t need all three of you to take me down,” Kuro said, his toeady.

  Nigō ughed lightly, the sound as sharp as a dagger. “Oh, sweetie,” she said, a hint of mock pity in her voice. “This isn’t about fairness. It’s about showing you exactly how outmatched you are.”

  Sangō’s voice rumbled like distant thunder. “Enough talking. Let’s finish this.”

  With Superfast speed, Sanged forward, his movements almost too fast to track. He closed the distan an instant, his emerald eyes log onto Kuro’s as he shed out with a precise, palm-strike aimed at his chest.

  Kuro barely mao sidestep, the force of Sango's attack brushing past him and splitting the air with a sharp crack. He spun gracefully, his leg sweeping toward Kuro in a high kick that he only just mao block. The impact sent a jolt through his arm, and he realized immediately that Sango's strength far exceeded his slender frame.

  Before he could ter, Ichigo joihe fray, his massive fist desding like a hammer. Kuro leapt back, the ground splinterih Sangō’s strike. The sheer power behind the attack was enough to send a shockwave rippling through the forest.

  Kuro’s jaw tightened as he regained his footing, his body sparking with renewed electricity. “Reika! Xero!” he shouted, his voice cutting through the chaos. “Stay on the wolves—I’ll deal with them!”

  Xero hesitated for a split sed, his instincts screaming at him to jump in, but Reika grabbed his arm. “He knows what he’s doing,” she said firmly.

  Kuro turned back to his new oppos, his resolve hardening. The odds had shifted, but he wasn’t about to back down. After all, yet until now he only used his 15% of power most. He will shift the gear if things bee hard.

  The forest fell silent for a moment, the tension thiough to cut with a bde. Then, like a dam breaking, the three of them collided in an explosion of speed, power, and fury.