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Just when they thought the menace of the Yakuza was over, yet another terrible threat emerged. Mammon—whom everyone believed more than capable of handling anyone—was being pushed around, crashing right in front of them out of nowhere! The culprit? A strange mass of writhing transparent hands composed of pure spiritual energy and psychic power.
BOOOM!
After the massive explosion, they found him on the floor, covered in cracks and bleeding, crushed into the ground by these massive invisible hands that seemed to pour endlessly from a hole dug through the crystal waves of this strange and bizarre domain.
"Ugh! Are you done with the small fry?! Now help me fight this thing! It's coming from the Core of this Spirit Domain!"
"W-What? The core?" Harumi asked, shocked. "Big brother, what's going on?! We're all exhausted here! You want us to fight yet another thing?!"
