章 258: Swordsman

The blood still dripping from its mouth and the still open wounds made Urgerross' appearance no less worthy of a demon of its caliber. The great white dragon closed its eyes and exhaled its last deep breath. 

Yoichi, with Ryutaro's katana clutched in his hands, looked up at the sky and thought back to his friends. Enatsu, Shioko, the warriors of the Nightblades, and Princess Sui. All of them, along with his masters had, directly and indirectly, helped create the warrior he had become.

Under Therion's eyes, without continuing to think about the consequences of his gesture and reflecting on the fact that with his sword he could release the spirit of Urgerross even in his subconscious, Yoichi plunged the sharp blade of the katana into its neck.