บท 310: Approach

The battlefield was a cacophony of chaos and steel, a relentless tide of violence surging around Kazuichi as he fought his way toward Hayato. The sky above was an ominous gray, shadowed by smoke and the cries of warriors clashing below. Every step Kazuichi took was a battle, his path blocked by waves of mindless hybrids, each of them attacking with mechanical persistence, eyes vacant and unseeing. His allies fought valiantly around him, cutting through the horde, their voices blending with the clang of metal and the dull thud of bodies hitting the ground.