Another figure steps off the Ashveil ships, a trident slung casually across his back.
Navy Soldier: That's Kael Morphy… bounty of only 1,000,000 ryo… He's harmless.
But no one smiles. Nobody harmless sails with Ashveil.
A heavy thud echoes as another man lands beside Kenny. The ground cracks slightly beneath his feet.
Kenny: Took you long enough, you idiot.
The soldiers freeze in terror.
Navy Soldiers (shaken): H-He's the one who doesn't die… Grimm Ashveil… 1,980,000,000 ryo…
Grimm lifts his head slowly, offering Kenny a small, apologetic smile.
Grimm: Sorry, boss.
Kenny: Take care next time.
Narration: They call him "The One Who Doesn't Die."
Executed 14 times.
Bombarded 5 times.
Struck by celestial lightning once.
And every single time…
He stood back up.
Smiling back into the face of death itself.
He is not human.
He is a persistent calamity.
Grimm (cracking his neck): Should we get started already?
Kenny: Not yet.
Arata finally turns, side-eyeing them, his fist slowly tightening. The earth beneath him trembles.
Arata: You cheeky brats… don't think you stand a chance here.
He swings.
THUD.
His fist slams into Kenny's Blackhole Barrier, the dark sphere swallowing the strike in a distortive ripple, eliminating the shockwave that should've split the ground.
Kenny steps back only half a pace, expression calm.
Kenny: Calm down, old man. We'll get to it soon enough.
The battlefield holds its breath.
Two storms… Waiting to collide.