Chương 113: Storm Breathing (446 words)
„Breath of the Storm." The air filled with oxygen streams into my lungs and into my blood stream.
"First from; The calm before the Storm." My eyes start to hurt from the sheer influx of colors and movement they suddenly are able to catch
My sense of sight isn't the only sense which went into a state of hyperactivity.
An endless sea of scents almost causes my breathing to stop while thundering noises form all around me seem to deafen my ears.
A numbness overcame my tongue as myriads of stimuly assault my taste buds, carried there by the air I breath.
Vibrations, the movement of the air and every single hair on my body joined the massive amount of sensory input that Im currently experiencing.
Luckily for me, as the creator of this technique I have mastered it already.
Unneeded things got tuned out and only the important things remain, like my target.
A humanoid creature with four arms, grey skin and inhuman eyes.
He currently holds the body of child and slowly takes bites out of the already dead body.
A demon, not a strong one but a craft little sh*t, he has evaded the pursue of the demon slayer corps for a while now, but he made the mistake of entering the area where I, Sasaki Ishida currently am.
With my target locked on I take a second breath.
"Breath of the storm." More oxygen fills my body and my veins start to protrude while my muscles bulge a bit.
"Second from; Calamitous Heart." My sense of hearing got drowned out by the ear shattering sound of my own heartbeat.
More veins protrude as the amount of blood being pumped through them increased massively.
Placing my hand on the handle of my sword that I wear on my waist I grip it with so much strength that most other swords would have broken from it.
"Breath of the storm." I change my body's position to match what I'm about to do.
With my center of gravity lowered and one hand on the handle of the sword and the other on the sheath I flex my legs.
"Third from." My figure blurred and I explodes forward with inhuman speed.
A sound like a distant thunderstorm followed me as I rapidly approach my prey.
The demon raises his head to look up into the sky.
Where previously had been a cloudless sky illuminated by the glowing moon are now thick, heavy storm clouds that block out the light of the moon.
Then he hears something akin to a distant thunder, shortly followed by a voice that sent cold shivers down his spine.
"Sudden Disaster.".
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