“Amidamaru!” Hana suddenly shouted. “Oversoul! Oni Kabuto!”

There was a brief flash of power and the air around seemed to change, as it always did when Hana used his power.

But this was different. Totally different. Hana usually made a sword when fighting, but this was nothing like those basic weapons.

For one thing, it was much larger and it seemed more intricate and detailed than any he’d made before. The guard coating his left shoulder seemed ancient yet strong, as if it’d withstood hundreds of attacks and could withstand hundreds more.

But the part that caught eyes the quickest was what appeared to be the massive, jagged shape of a demons skull encompassing his right arm, giving off an impenetrable impression, its spikes looking ready to skewer the opponent. Attached to this was the longest blade Hana had ever created, it seemed barbaric and terrifyingly sharp and deadly.

The whole thing appeared to scream intimidation and strength. It seemed to pulsate power and potential, creating a pressure around itself, manifested in a strange wispy glow around itself and its master.

Even Hana himself seemed to have changed, he stood more confidently, more imposing and within his eyes glowed something akin to great knowledge and understanding.

He grinned. “Whatcha think?”