Thomas’ arm sped up in time, almost becoming a blur as the blade neared Mini’s neck. Mini’s eyes widened as she saw what he had done. Her red eyes stared deeply into Thomas. Thomas felt his arm dislocate from the force required to swing. He gritted his teeth, continuing the strike. When the blade was in contact with Mini’s neck, she started to react, however, even for someone as fast as her, avoiding the blow was impossible. “I won.” Thomas whispered. The blade went through her neck cleanly. Thomas took a few steps back, dropping the dagger in victory. He then realised it, Captain Wave laid on the ground, his head rolling on the ground before he was revived. Gira stood there, beat up but not dead. The demon’s body healed as he walked up to Captain Wave. Thomas cursed and stepped back

