บท 872: Only When...

BANG!

A tempest of wild winds surged in the surroundings. Blinding silvery light spilled out from between Ryu's fingers, slicing into the surroundings like blades of sword qi. 

They slowly faded as Ryu's body rose up from the ground. His broken arm snapped back into place, the hole in his chest just barely closing up as he rose to his full height. 

He exhaled a light breath as he took in the world. 

It had been a long time since he had seen it through this lens. All of these swirling colors, the fantastical images and flickering portraits that displayed the Heavens' each individual stroke of genius. 

Everything slowed, walking by frame by frame. 

The air around Ryu fogged, his palms flipped over to reveal two enormous boxes. 

BANG! BANG!