Time went back to when the battle had begun. Soma, who dashed forward and faced the mysterious robe person, arrived within each other's range. He thrust his fist forward, and his opponent blocked using the body of the black sword.
A loud 'clank' reverberated, but because of the momentum and the weakened state of the opponent, its body got blown away from the dragon's place.
Soma began to give chase as he dived down toward his memories, searching for the specific thing regarding the black blade that looked familiar to him.
The robed person spun in midair, trying to fix its stance. Once its feet had landed on the road, the momentum of the strike kept pushing it until it was a dozen meters away. Soma could see the robed person lowering its center of gravity.
'Let me see how long you can keep your identity a secret!'. He plans another strike, retracting his fist backward and shooting forward like a missile.
"Hm, how monotonous!".