Zio runs, runs, and runs. He did not think of anything but getting to the source of the voice as fast as his legs can take him, even though his opponent is right on his tail.
" O-Oi! Wait! " Masatora shouts at Zio as he runs to follow the worried young man.
Masatora sprints forward, quickly catching up to Zio. Just before he almost succeeded in grabbing Zio's shoulder, the young man tossed up his katana and smashing it with his sword. With a jolt of energy, the katana was flung back so far away deep into the forest.
" Wha-! Y-You! Tsk! " Masatora turn himself around and went to fetch his sword, leaving Zio alone.
Now that the trouble has gone, Zio runs faster than he ever did all his life. Not only running, but he also pulled himself forward with his magic. He shaped his sheets of iron
