Jin steps forward, his expression unreadable.

  “Ren, was it? Let’s see if you live up to the hype.”

  The air shifts unnaturally.

  Jin moves like a shadow, flickering between reality and illusion.

  Ren smirks.

  “My reputation reaches all the way here, huh? I think the little dy did say something simir to that. Doesn’t really matter that much though.”

  He rolls his shoulders, exhaling slowly.

  “Come at me. I’ll show you moonlight isn’t just for illumination.”

  A deep breath. His silver aura flickers.

  “It reveals what lurks in the dark.”

  A single motion.

  “Take Form—Tsukuyomi.”

  A fsh of cold light.

  His katana materializes, cutting through Jin’s illusions, forcing his opponent into an all-out assault.

  But Ren is already in control, his bde intercepting every strike with eerie precision.