The night air was cold, but Yami barely felt it. His mind was still focused on Sato Tengoku—his abilities, his overwhelming power, and the way he had treated their fight like a mere game.
"I'll be looking forward to our next encounter."
Yami clenched his fists.
He had faced strong opponents before, but Sato was different. Untouchable. Effortless. Arrogant.
But that wasn't what angered him the most. It was the fact that he had let Sato walk away. He was powerless to stop him.
Rei and Lina followed behind him as they walked through the forest, heading toward the nearest town. The battle had left them exhausted, but stopping wasn't an option.
Lina sighed, breaking the silence. "So, what now? Are we just gonna wait for that guy to come back?"
"No," Yami said immediately. His voice was firm. "We're not waiting. We're getting stronger."
Rei glanced at him. "You already have the power of the God of Death. How much stronger can you get?"
Yami smirked. "Strong enough to kill him."
His words were sharp, filled with determination. He wasn't just aiming to survive their next encounter—he was aiming to end it.
Lina rolled her eyes. "Of course you'd say that."
Yami ignored her. He needed to plan his next move. Sato's chain was unpredictable, and even with his current speed and strength, he hadn't been fast enough to react to it.
He needed something more.
A new ability. A new technique. Something that would let him fight Sato on equal ground.
Rei spoke up. "There's a dungeon near the town we're heading to. If you're looking to get stronger, that might be a good place to start."
Yami nodded. "Then that's where we're going."
He didn't care how long it took. The next time he saw Sato Tengoku, there would be no games, no mercy.
Only death.