Vayne lifted his chin.
His body was still trembling from the wounds—but his lips curved into a smile.
"…Agreed," he said quietly. "Yeah, men should be brave, isn't it?"
He glanced at Lisha, as if mocking the young man behind them.
Lisha nodded.
Her eyes were sharp—but filled with respect.
"Don't die, dumbass."
Behind them, Levain scoffed.
"You're all insane. That guy's power is nothing! He's F-rank! F-RANK!"
Arthur didn't turn.
He simply replied, calm and low:
"Shut up. And watch."
His steps were steady.
A faint smile tugged at Arthur's lips.
Remembering that cold, robotic voice in his head.
[SSS-Rank Shadow Slap: Recommended]
[SSS-Rank Shadow Slap: Ready to use]
[SSS-Rank Shadow Slap]
The highest-tier slap technique imbued with the attribute of darkness.
Created to eject a target from local reality without causing permanent physical damage.
This attack severs the connection between body, soul, and world in a single strike.
