[ Dyagoro ] to himself: What is he doing wasting time? Does he think those threads will stop in the middle?
And at Gwankai, whose eyes narrowed looking upward, and then he finally moved, retreating slightly backward, his axe as if it were prepared again for action. [ Gwankai ] to himself: I figured out how to end this, and this technique is actually weak, it was just used smartly and I dealt with it stupidly, and I just have to... He pressed his feet against the ground again to jump like a rushing projectile toward the top, specifically near the chandelier where the bullet is, until he reached exactly the flow point, and the sea water helped to stay elevated, and at the same time, the threads approached tightly toward the center. [ Gwankai ]: It does not require using my axe to uproot this bullet. He extended his right hand toward the hole in which the bullet was embedded, and since the threads emerge from it, his hand and arm touched some of those threads, causing him longitudinal wounds, and this is what makes his blood overflow from the wound points, so the blood distributes around, moving with the movement of the water while his fingers work on extracting the bullet, and little by little he manages to remove it, and the more it comes out, the number of threads decreases. [ Dyagoro ] to himself: It seems he discovered the solution. The number of threads decreased significantly and became like a half dome, and even what remained of them was also disappearing as if it were wool being separated from its spool, while Gwankai extracted a large part of the zinc bullet, and his arm was bleeding, and his blood was circulating, flowing around. [ Gwankai ]: Only a little is left, the head only. Indeed, in the end, he removed the last part of it, which is the head, from the hole, and all the threads were separated, leaving the floor in a state of deep and regularly arranged scratches. Gwankai let the bullet settle in his hand, focusing on it, and in a moment it scattered, turning into green dots until it disappeared completely. [ Gwankai ]: The bullet, by its nature, the longer it remains in the point where it was embedded, the more it intensifies its work by spreading its damage more, and this is the secret of all that happened a short while ago, because simply, the bullet must be removed, not the bleeding stopped. With all lightness and slowness, he lowered his hand while looking down with sharp looks at Dyagoro, and the latter was also staring at him with the same looks, until he came down from the top by jumping, and immediately rushed running toward him, and Dyagoro held his rifle in a different way than before, with one hand on the grip away from the trigger, and the other where the barrel is, preparing to shield himself with it from Gwankai's attack on him, until the two collided with their weapons, and Gwankai used his axe in a way similar to a sword, launching his attacks with it, while the other blocks them with his rifle, and both the axe attacks and the rifle blocks have swift movements issuing the sounds of screeching from their multiple encounters, and their owners are not stable in their place, as they change their path once to the left and another to the right, and the faces of both Yoriki and Eno-Eyosho move with them without missing any moment. [ Gwankai ]: Do you know if I make you lose by my hand, and this is certain, I will not only take the potions, but your chicken as well. [ Dyagoro ]: What chicken are you talking about? [ Gwankai ]: No denying, you were close to her even before we entered the ship, do not claim ignorance of who you know. [ Dyagoro ]: Well, I knew who you meant, certainly you are talking about Zoona, she is my coworker nothing more, and I hate her terribly, and it is better for you not to approach her, for if you do, you too will fall into her hatred, and she and I, by the way, are among the security police forces. [ Gwankai ]: Police.... I know very well that there is no rooster and chicken other than me and my anthropomorphic sister in the city. [ Dyagoro ]: Not in the city where you and the human groups live, but another city where there are only animals, and most of them are sea creatures, rarely containing animals of mainland origin like us there, and besides, most of those who came with us here are from that city or the cities where sea creatures live, understood? So of course you did not see me and Zoona, that fierce and very dangerous chicken that you wish to meet your doom at her hand, you stupid, perverted rooster. They did not stop for a moment from attacking and blocking, and then Dyagoro began to abandon defenses and move to the attack, as he removed the hand holding the barrel and left the one holding the grip, and began to use the rifle primarily as a bat, and began to direct strikes with it that clashed several times with the axe, issuing the sounds of continuous and rapid friction, and Gwankai shifted from attack to defense and became the one retreating backward, moving in several directions until Gwankai tightened his right fist, raising it so the fist launched like a rocket toward Dyagoro's face until in a moment it embedded into the flesh of his cheek, making him stop his attacks, and immediately Gwankai raised his leg to strike Dyagoro's stomach with it, pushing the latter forcefully to the wall, colliding with it, so the wall itself shook severely, including the shelves and a cabinet, which were subjected to splitting previously, Dyagoro's hand remained tightly holding the rifle and its owner without wasting time began to stand to restore his stance, and no change appeared on his features, rather he was stable as he was, and immediately returned the rifle-holding position in preparation for another shot, while Gwankai focuses on him as if waiting for what he will proceed to do. [ Dyagoro ]: "Bloody Extension" He pressed the trigger and this time fired several shots of red bullets, and the further they moved away from the one who fired them, their size increased, and Gwankai prepared to avoid them, and Yoriki and Eno-Eyosho preceded him in that, each moving away in a fast direction from the other bullets, and upon their collision with the wall and the door, it caused the wall to crumble its papers, and as for the door, wooden splinters fell from it, circulating around due to the movement of water to the extent that its thickness became thin under the eyes of Yoriki and Eno-Eyosho until they noticed, directing their eyes to Gwankai, whom one of the bullets was faster than for him to evade it, so it appears that it hit him, and his mouth was dropping blood from it, and some drops managed to reach the ground, but most circulated with the water until even his jacket shirt was not spared as it was torn on several sides of it, and Gwankai himself shows interrupted inhalation and exhalation, but he did not move his eyes away from Dyagoro, who is still holding his rifle in the same position. [ Dyagoro ] to himself: These bullets, upon impact or rather embedding in the object, it is true that they disappear at their time, but before that, they send vibrations to what they touched, causing a disruption inside and outside the object or the living being, so if it is alive, its organs shake forcefully making it bring out blood from its mouth, and as for the object, its crust crumbles to the point where the object itself becomes of thin thickness. Gwankai stopped panting, and the axe that was in his hand he returned to his back, adjusted his straightness, and took a fighting stance, a fist directed to Dyagoro's face and the other retreating, pressing for the third time on the ground, while Dyagoro, seconds with his finger pressing on the trigger until the sound of the rifle firing its bullet was issued from it, so several of the red bullets launched for the second time, and during the direction of some of them to Gwankai, the latter's eyes narrowed, focusing on every single one of them in extreme calmness and coldness. [ Gwankai ]: "Gluttony Dragons" On his right, left, and even above him, three dragons formed, they are not big, their body is of gray smoke, their teeth are like black pointed clouds, their tongues are outside their mouths, ready to prey on what is in front of them, their eyes are wide and sunken as if they are dark holes, and when the bullets were about to arrive, the three dragons rushed with supernatural speed as if they were engines, they opened their mouths to a larger expansion where each one of them bit and swallowed three bullets, and despite that, their tongues are still outside waiting for more, and meanwhile, the rifle's carry relaxed between the hands of its owner, and this latter, his eyes widened somewhat and his mouth released a dense spray of blood. [ Dyagoro ] to himself: A problem, what do I do, for the previous technique and this one that I used twice consumed a significant amount of my nutritional energy, I believed that a few shots of the "Bloody Extension" technique would drop him to the ground bleeding and I would win, but he endured, and now he showed these eating dragons, and the problem is I only have a little of my nutritional energy left..... He closed his eyes and took a long inhalation, then brought it out all at once, after which he returned his attention to Gwankai, who launched toward him along with the dragons, preparing his front fist. [ Dyagoro ] to himself: First, I must calm down, for the disruption of my psyche and the loss of my calmness caused damage to my organs and the technique itself will malfunction, and if I remain like this, I will not be able to do anything. He controlled himself, returning his features to calmness, and tightened the grip on his rifle to return to the firing position, and seconds, and Gwankai arrives at a close distance from his body. [ Dyagoro ] to himself: This is the last handful of my energy, so I can fire one last shot, the seconds must be utilized well, I must do it in a moment that precedes the dragons eating it. The rifle barrel became exactly in the middle of Gwankai's chest, and the latter approached tightly until he pressed the trigger, firing a number of red bullets, and the dragons opened their mouths again, devouring a number of them, and one last one with a millimeter difference reached his chest, but utilizing the small interval, the latter bent down with swift speed, rotating around himself lightly, and in a moment and before his opponent realized what happened, a punch sent to his chest returned his adherence to the wall as if he were a projectile that was thrown, shaking all of him and the shelves with him, and his rifle fell from his hands as the bones of his arms stiffened from the severity of the collision, as for the bullet that was evaded, it collided with the other wall close to the door, causing the fall and damage of the attached paper decorating it, and Yoriki and Eno-Eyosho were far from it, standing steadily watching everything that happens moment by moment. Gwankai advanced from Dyagoro walking, and upon arriving at him, he grabbed his shirt, lifting him off the ground, making him stand straight, so they became face to face. [ Gwankai ]: You have no time for laziness, we are still in the midst of our fight, prepare yourself to receive more injuries.