"Hell wants me dead, but so what if you really are Hell? Since I've made my move, you won't let me go regardless. So, between a rock and a hard place, exterminating you is the best choice."
The sleazy man said this with a sinister smile creeping onto his lips, as his killing intent soared.
"Even in death, I won't let anyone harm the boss's woman, not even by a hair," Shadow declared as his murderous aura rose.
"If you wish to die, then I'll grant your wish," the sleazy man said, attacking once more.
Shadow moved as well, with his strange stepping patterns and a pair of small knives that appeared in his hands, he executed the Twenty-Four Vanishing Blades.
After a few exchanges between the sleazy man and Shadow, Shadow could only perform up to the sixteenth blade. He stood no chance against the sleazy man and was once again sent flying with a palm, feeling as if all his organs were about to shatter, blood spewing wildly from his mouth.
