Alpha Ryu
Steel met fire—and fire won.
The explosion of light threw him back across the platform, where he landed in a heap, groaning but conscious. Ryu moved in a blink, pressing a clawed foot against Harry’s chest, holding him down.
“It’s over,” Ryu growled, low and final. Harry spat blood, laughing weakly. “Over? This… is just the beginning. You don’t even know what you’ve started.”
I stepped closer, my voice steady and cold. “Then we’ll finish it. Together.”
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