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Chapter 192: The Arrival of the Unseen Challenger

Chapter 192: The Arrival of the Unseen Challenger

Chapter: The Arrival of the Unseen Challenger

The Chapter begins with the aftermath of the devastating attack on Tayo and Sona.

Both lie sprawled on the ground, visibly injured and struggling to recover.

Tayo, having activated her Gentle Touch skill in time, manages to stabilize her wounds slightly.

Her healing is slow, but it is enough to prevent her condition from worsening further.

In contrast, Sona is in a much more critical state. Without the advantage of a healing skill, her deep gashes bleed profusely.

Her pain is evident, yet her unwavering determination keeps her conscious.

Sona had been positioned slightly ahead of Tayo during Logan’s attack, and as a result, bore the brunt of the energy slash.

Even now, her wings tremble slightly as she attempts to shield her body from further harm.

On the other hand, Tayo, despite her weakened state, notices Sona’s critical condition. Her eyes dart to her injured companion, concern flooding her face.

Logan, standing a short distance away, surveys his work with a triumphant smirk. His calculated slashes had brought his opponents to their knees.

Slowly, he begins to walk toward them. Each step he takes radiates an air of dominance, his very presence asserting control over the battlefield.

His blade, still gleaming with faint blue energy from his previous attacks, rests at his side. His pace is deliberate, almost as if savoring the moment.

Logan’s every step echoes his confidence, his unwavering belief in his superiority.

Inside the hospital, the crowd watches the unfolding battle through the windows.

Fear and confusion grip them as they see their beloved heroes, Tayo and Sona, lying injured and helpless.

To the onlookers, Logan is no savior or government-affiliated power holder—he is a ruthless intruder targeting their protectors.

Murmurs ripple through the crowd, prayers whispered in hushed tones. Some clutch their hands together, begging for a miracle to save Sona and Tayo.

Yet, despite their growing panic, they remain frozen, unable to intervene in the battle taking place just outside the hospital walls.

Oblivious to the thoughts of the onlookers, Logan focuses solely on his opponents. He stops a few meters away from Sona and Tayo, his smirk widening as he speaks.

"I expected more," Logan declares, his voice filled with equal parts disappointment and disdain. "I thought you two would last longer, give me a challenge worth remembering. But I was wrong."

His words hang in the air, heavy with finality. Logan raises his sword, blue energy beginning to coil around the blade. The glow intensifies, illuminating his figure as he prepares for the finishing blow.

"I’ll end this now," Logan mutters, almost to himself. His tone carries an unexpected respect, acknowledging the effort Tayo and Sona put forth despite their loss. "You’ve earned a painless end."

As Logan swings his energy-infused blade downward, a sudden metallic clash echoes through the battlefield. His strike is interrupted mid-air, his sword colliding with another.

Startled, Logan’s sharp eyes trace the source of the interference, and his focus lands on a new figure standing before him.

The figure wields a long, gleaming blade that perfectly countered Logan’s attack. Their posture is calm yet intimidating, exuding a quiet confidence. Logan takes a step back, narrowing his eyes to examine the unexpected arrival.

Before Logan stands a man of similar height, dressed entirely in black.

His attire resembles that of a traditional samurai, yet there’s an unmistakable modernity in his demeanor.

A black cloth covers the lower half of his face, revealing only his piercing black eyes that seem to burn with intensity. His jet-black hair is tied neatly, and his movements carry an effortless grace.

But what catches Logan’s attention the most are the man’s arms—four arms. Two hold swords, one still raised from deflecting Logan’s attack, and another rests on his hip where a second blade is sheathed.

The sight is unlike anything Logan has encountered before, and for the first time in the battle, a flicker of uncertainty crosses his face.

Logan tightens his grip on his sword, his instincts sharpening. He steps back further, carefully observing his opponent.

"Who... are you?" Logan demands, his voice betraying a mix of caution and curiosity.

The man doesn’t respond immediately. Instead, he calmly lowers his blade, the faint sound of steel ringing out as he adjusts his stance.

Logan notices the sheer strength behind the movement—when the man lowers his sword, the force pushes Logan’s blade back, forcing him to retreat slightly.

The realization hits Logan like a bolt of lightning. "Raw power..." he thinks to himself, his thoughts racing. "This isn’t just another power holder. He’s something else entirely. But... four arms? What kind of creature is this?"

Logan’s mind swirls with questions, but his excitement grows. For the first time in a long while, Logan senses a worthy opponent—someone who might challenge him in a way no one else has.

The battlefield grows silent, the tension palpable. Even the crowd inside the hospital feels the shift, their attention now fixed on the mysterious newcomer.

Tayo and Sona, still lying injured on the ground, turn their gazes toward the figure who has seemingly come to their rescue.

Tayo tries to sit up, her healing skill doing its best to mend her wounds, but the effort is too much. "Who... is that?" she whispers, her voice weak yet filled with hope.

Sona, unable to move due to the severity of her injuries, can only watch. Her mind races with similar questions. "Did Lord Adam send him?" she wonders silently.

Logan takes a deep breath, steadying himself. His disappointment from earlier is replaced by a spark of exhilaration. His grip on his sword tightens, the energy around the blade flaring brighter than before.

"So," Logan begins, his tone carrying a hint of a challenge, "you’ve decided to step in. Let’s see if you’re worth my time."

The mysterious man remains silent, his dark eyes locked onto Logan’s. Slowly, he raises one of his swords, pointing it directly at Logan—a wordless invitation to battle.

For a moment, the world seems to hold its breath. The air between the two warriors crackles with anticipation as they prepare to clash.

The Chapter begins with Logan, standing amidst the battlefield, his mind racing with both confusion and excitement. It had been years since he encountered someone capable of challenging him.

The sight of the four-armed samurai standing before him, unyielding and calm, stirs a sense of exhilaration deep within. This opponent, Logan feels, might finally give him the fight he has long craved.

"Enough talk," Logan says, his voice steady but laced with anticipation. "Let’s settle this with our blades."

The samurai, his four arms poised for combat, silently acknowledges the challenge.

With a calculated motion, he unsheathes the second sword from his waist, wielding two swords in two hands while his remaining arms remain at the ready.

The scene exudes a tension that seems to make the air itself tremble.

Logan smirks. "This is it," he mutters to himself, gripping his blade tightly. He charges toward the samurai, his feet digging into the ground as he accelerates.

The samurai mirrors his movement, rushing forward with equal speed.

Their collision is nothing short of spectacular.

The two warriors close the distance within seconds, their blades colliding with a force that sends sparks flying in every direction.

The sound of steel meeting steel rings out like thunder, echoing through the battlefield.

Inside the hospital, onlookers gasp as the combatants seem to blur, their movements too fast for the naked eye to follow.

Each clash is accompanied by a brilliant display of light, as energy radiates from their weapons with every strike.

Logan pushes himself to his limits, each swing of his sword imbued with the strength and precision of a seasoned fighter.

Yet, no matter how much force he exerts, the samurai holds his ground, matching Logan’s blows with ease.

As the battle intensifies, Logan begins to feel the weight of the situation. "He’s not just blocking my strikes," Logan thinks, his mind racing. "He’s not even flinching."

The samurai suddenly shifts his stance, his two free hands gripping the second sword.

With an elegant yet devastating motion, he swings both blades in unison, aiming for Logan’s midsection. Logan’s instincts kick in, and he leaps backward, narrowly avoiding the attack.

But as he lands, his eyes widen in shock. A white slash of energy erupts from the samurai’s blades, arcing toward him with terrifying speed. Suspended mid-air, Logan realizes he has no time to evade.

In a split-second decision, Logan raises his sword horizontally, using it as a shield to block the incoming slash. The energy collides with his blade, the impact reverberating through his entire body.

Logan is flung backward with tremendous force, his body hurtling toward the hospital’s boundary wall.

The impact is catastrophic. Logan crashes into the wall, the energy slash slicing through it effortlessly.

The once-sturdy barrier crumbles, sending debris scattering across the ground. Logan tumbles onto the road beyond the hospital, his body rolling several times before coming to a halt.

Lying flat on his back, Logan stares up at the sky, his breathing heavy.

A sharp pain radiates through his chest, but instead of fear or anger, Logan feels something entirely different. A smile creeps across his face.

"Finally," he whispers, his voice filled with a strange mix of relief and excitement. "Finally, I’ve found someone worth fighting."

As Logan steadies himself and prepares to rejoin the battle, the samurai turns away from him. With measured steps, he approaches the injured Tayo and Sona, who remain on the ground.

Tayo, despite her weakened state, continues to channel her Gentle Touch skill, the golden glow of her hands stemming Sona’s bleeding. Gradually, Sona’s condition stabilizes, though she remains too weak to stand.

The samurai kneels before them, planting one knee firmly on the ground. His voice is deep and calm as he addresses them:

"Miss Tayo, Miss Sona, I was sent here by Lord Adam to ensure your safety. His orders were clear: leave this place immediately. I will handle the rest."

A wave of relief washes over the two women. Tayo nods, her lips curving into a faint smile. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice barely audible. With a final glance at the samurai, she activates her Teleportation skill, taking Sona with her.

The samurai rises to his feet, his gaze fixed on Logan, who is already sprinting back toward him. Logan’s expression is a mix of determination and thrill.

He knows now that this samurai is connected to the Union, but that detail doesn’t matter. All that matters is the battle.

"You sent them away," Logan calls out as he runs, his sword beginning to glow with blue energy.

"That’s fine. It just means I can focus on you now."

The samurai remains silent, his two swords held at the ready. As Logan closes the distance, he too begins to channel energy into his weapons.

The white light emanating from his blades intensifies, illuminating the battlefield.

The two warriors charge at one another, their weapons brimming with power. Logan leaps into the air, his blade trailing a streak of blue energy.

At the same time, the samurai swings both of his swords upward, their arcs glowing with a brilliant white light.

The resulting clash is nothing short of cataclysmic.

Their blades don’t even touch. Instead, the energy surrounding their weapons collides, forming a massive orb of pure light between them. The orb pulsates, growing larger with each passing second as the opposing forces struggle for dominance.

Inside the hospital, the onlookers are frozen in awe.

The sheer scale of the battle unfolding before them is unlike anything they’ve ever witnessed.

The glowing orb between Logan and the samurai casts an eerie white light, illuminating their shocked faces.

But the tension doesn’t last long. The orb begins to crack, fissures of light spreading across its surface. And then, with a deafening roar, it shatters.

The explosion sends shockwaves rippling across the battlefield.

Logan and the samurai are both thrown backward, their bodies skidding across the ground as the energy disperses in all directions.

Trees are uprooted, the hospital’s remaining walls crumble, and a massive crater forms in the earth where the orb had been.

Inside the hospital, people scream as the building trembles, the force of the blast causing windows to shatter and floors to quake.

Though the structure holds, it is clear that the hospital has sustained significant damage.

Logan and the samurai slowly rise to their feet, both visibly shaken but far from defeated. As they lock eyes once more, it is clear that this battle is far from over.

And with that, the Chapter comes to a close, leaving the fate of these two warriors—and the hospital—hanging in the balance.

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