Mori tore down through Pride's chest and torso with one swift hand motion, blood spilled out of Pride's chest as he fell down in slow motion. As this happened, Pride thought to himself "Oh, so I guess i lost. What a pain, I was hoping to take over his body, regain what he had lost.". Pride looked at the shining moon above gleaming peacefully "Did I get it all wrong? We were thought that we were better than everyone else, but dad made sure for me to understand that I have to prove that I am better than everyone else, not just believing it because it's true.", his blood sprinkled around in slow motion "Im the version of Mori that represents his pride and arrogance as a katakuri. At the end, I lost.", he smiled while looking at the moon "Haha, serves me right.", he muttered. Before he had even reached the ground, Mori grabbed him by the neck "Thinking about dying so easily? Well, that's not good enough.", Pride scoffed with blood leaking from his mouth and chest "Ha! Still wanna go at it, huh?". Mori looked at him in response as he grabbed his neck "Nah, I'm done with you. All I just want to do now is just kill you, now that you're in this sorry state.", Pride smirked "Hm! Grabbing me by the neck and showing me who's boss huh? Looks like you finally understood dad's words.". Mori replied "Dad was under the impression that he was the strongest sword master in the world, and I believe him. At the same time, even when he knew that he was naturally better than other people, the idea that there are other skilled soldiers that could give him a run for his money was what he was trying to explain to me, that and the fact that you can't let your emotions control you. Even tho you are known for either one of them.", Pride laughed "HAHAHA! After all these years you finally understood the message, that's good.". Mori tightened his grip on his pride's neck "Don't play that kind of game with me, you and I are still enemies. We aren't done here yet.", the palm in which he used to hold his neck had started glowing blue, it was heating up with energy. Mori stated "All I've done is grab you by the neck, the only thing left is for me to show you who's boss.", Pride insulted him with a smirk "You cold bastard.", before being blasted by a powerful blast of blue energy. The beam instantly turned Pride into nothing but mist, as well a shining and travelling accross the battlefield as it dissappeared. What was left on Mori's hand that once held Pride was nothing, he had already won the battle he had been subconsciously fighting for so long. Mori took a sigh of relief before collapsing to the floor, his body was injured with holes and broken bones. Mori coughed a few times "Damn it. My body's all tired out. How long have I been fighting for? Probably a few hours." (Twelve hours is not a few hours, Mori.). He placed a hand in his pocket and brought out a small breathing capsule, like the one used for asthma patients to breath with. Mori used it to take in air, healing his body as a result. This capsule was something that he used a lot when he was on his four years mission, as well as during training with his late teacher. Mori had finished using the capsule to breath in air, the pain his body suffered had been healed, but his own injuries weren't fully gone. He closed his eyes with a deep breath in and out before looking upwards as he layed down "This reminds me of when I fought some dragon kin in the dimensional layers. Takes me back even tho I almost died there.". Diablo sat on his couch, his legs were on the centre table, he was playing with a pen as he relaxed "Hm. Hm. Looks like everything is dying down with the squad. I should probably check up on Deo and Kazuki, since I only left a shadow angel to watch after them in their tests.", Diablo placed down his legs from his table and had a more serious approach "This test it to help everyone to understand how well they function mentally, not just in terms of strength. It's also meant to make them understand the liniage they come from as well.". Diablo looked at the wall clock at the top of his living room "Each and everyone of the Elite Squad members are from strong families, that's something that plays a huge role in making them who they are today. People like Alex, Deo and Kazuki had parents that contributed into making the city of Kagahara what it is today. But since most of their parents died before they could get to know them, they can't fully learn anything.". Diablo scratched his head "Every generation looks up to the previous one's to learn a lesson, Alex had his grandfather Ranpo for that, and Deo had Sughi to an extent, but that isn't enough. This test isn't for the sole reason for gaining strength to fight future threats alone, it's so that they can learn too, and I'll make sure they do so.", he paused for a moment before smirking "Even tho it's the hard way!". At his test, In the wastelands that had grey sand, Sōn was in disbelief as he witnessed a huge pillar of energy shoot out of the floors, all the way to the sky. This wasn't just any kind of energy, this was destructive energy, purple one infact. Sōn knew this feeling all too well, a feeling of excitement mixed with shock "No way. But you're dead. It's one thing to be in my head giving me support, it's another thing for me to hear your voice.", his voice trembled "So how?!". What was infront of Sōn was a being made out of pure purple energy of destruction in the shape of a human. This human figure looked like a standing wild beast, his arms close to his sides while stretched out, and it's mouth wide open with destructive energy brewing from it. There was no mistaking in, this was someone that had once been the second strongest member of a criminal organisation that distorted the city and the world with fear. Saito Takahama, also known as Sorata of the Dark Sign, had been brought back to life in the form of his powers for one reason and one reason only. To wreak havoc against his little brother, one last time.
END OF CHAPTER.