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- "Open, Sekigan!"
- He howled out to steel himself. Throwing the eye patch away, he opened his atrophied eyelid.
- The moment he did, Terumi's appearance changed before him.
- He wasn't a tall, thin man. He could hardly even be called human. He looked like an indistinct black shadow holding the vague shape of a human, with a face-like segment floating on top. He was a hazy and indistinct existence, bearing a passing resemblance to Take-Mikazuchi.
- "Wha- huh...!?"
- Terumi cried out, his voice trembling. He looked down at his own body in a panic, then glared at Jubei's right eye like he had just figured out the secret behind a cheap trick.
- "Tsk, that damned vampire again!?"
- As he shouted in anger, Hakumen closed the distance between them faster than a rushing gale and sunk Ookami straight into his chest.
- "Ookami cannot cut through the spirit of a monster... but for as long as you're manifested in physical form like this, it can have some effect on you by interfering directly with your body and mind together."
- Speaking like he was muttering a curse, he left Terumi skewered and grabbed him by the neck before breaking into a run. He bent his knees deep and launched himself... jumping right in.
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