Chapitre 500: I'm There To Console!

Through the tumultuous storm of falling debris, Kiba and Goten Whiteskins clashed, their bodies moving with such speed and precision that they seemed like mere flickers of shadow amidst the chaos.

Hundreds of tendrils shot out from the skin constructs Goten Whiteskins created, weaving through the cascading rubble like serpents in pursuit of their prey.

In mid-air, Kiba anticipated their trajectory and leaped to the side with lightning reflexes, narrowly avoiding their deadly embrace. But before his punch could land, the tendrils twisted and contorted to catch him from behind, while the skin on Goten Whiteskins's wrist lashed out with relentless aggression.

Kiba snorted coldly. His body erupted with violent golden fluctuations, pulsating with raw power.

BANG