100 arms Volume 7

"Of course. We are the [Hekatonkheires] faction that controls the Titan
Race of the North. The times that we have fought against those guys
wouldn't be enough to be counted with the fingers of both my ......no.
Wait, the number of hands I have can go up to a hundred. See?"

As he spoke, the area around him had instantly erupted many thick and
well corded arms that were materialized from his spiritual power.
Although the suddenness of the situation had taken Yō by surprise, her
eyes had immediately taken on a sparkle of interest as she asked in
enthusiasm:

"Oji-san, are you a type of Eudemon? From the Titan race?"

"Ah, I'm not sure about that. Seems like a déjà vu, for I recall someone
asking me that same type of question...... but I guess I can be counted
as a Eudemon?"

The Titan stroked the beard on his chin as he answered in a vague
fashion. However, that answer was already sufficient for Yō.
Forcefully grabbing the hand of the other person, she gave it a shake

"Let‘s do the self introductions later. So, please be my friend!"

It was the old-timer Titan's turn to widen his eyes as he stared at her.
Originally wanting to ask further into the meaning behind that action, his
thoughts were interrupted by a roar.