The Sword of Promised Victory

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"Who are you?" Utahime asked warily, while Miwa drew her katana, aiming it at the newcomer.

"Relax, I'm not a cursed spirit," Mei said, her voice muffled behind a thick silver shield formed by the swirling Volumen Hydrargyrum. "I'm a civilian demon hunter, and that's my partner. Be careful, this Special Grade curse spirit was born from the resentment of aborted women. Those wolf-headed curse spirits? They can shoot umbilical cords from their mouths. If one hits your stomach, you'll birth a stillborn cursed spirit with your own abilities."

'If this heterochromatic girl was telling the truth, we need to stay sharp.'

The three women huddled together, watching Yuto's fight while holding their breath. His movements were lightning-fast, his attacks seamless, his defenses ironclad. 'Who is this mysterious kid? How's he overpowering a Special Grade curse spirit without curse energy?'

"Magic Release!" Yuto roared, unleashing a blinding wave of magical energy from invisible air, the Wind King's Barrier. The blade, cloaked in wind that bent light, hid its reach from foes. In a flash, he sliced off the curse spirit's arms.

"Argh! Damn you, human!" the curse spirit roared, its severed limbs spurting murky blood. But in an instant, a surge of pure negative curse energy erupted from it.

Boom! 

A deafening blast rocked the domain, the curse energy storm shattering the ground into fragments. Yuto gripped the Sword of Promised Victory, charging through the dust storm, his gaze locked on the grotesque mass clinging to the building's pipes. Layers of flesh and veins writhed, forming a massive, womb-like blood-red sphere.

"Give me back my children, human!" the monstrous orb shrieked, crashing down with a thunderous boom. From its maw, it spewed wolf-headed curse spirits at a nauseating pace, each swelling to calf-size, their petal-like mouths firing flesh-colored umbilical cords at Mei, Utahime, and Miwa.

"New Shadow Style: Simple Domain!" Miwa activated her technique, forming a 2.21-meter radius shield around herself.

"Technique: Solo Forbidden Area!" Utahime's ability boosted the curse energy output of any curse master in her range, including herself.

The black domain expanded, enveloping the trio. With Utahime's enhancement, Miwa's sword strikes blurred, effortlessly cleaving the incoming umbilical cords.

"Watch out!" Mei shouted from behind.

Miwa spun to see the Special Grade curse spirit dissolve into countless blood-red umbilical cords, surging toward her. If they hit, it'd be over.

But just as dread gripped her, a deep voice rang out from behind.

"Seal·Thirteen Decision·Start! 

Time seemed to halt. In the women's stunned gazes, a sea of terrifying magical energy erupted from Yuto's Sword. A fierce wind howled as the Wind King's Barrier vanished, revealing the sword's majestic form. Behind him, thirteen armored knights materialized.

"O King…" Bedivere stepped forward, his face solemn. "I acknowledge that you must face one stronger than yourself...!"

"No, you're wrong. I don't need your approval," Yuto cut in. Before Bedivere could respond, the raging magical torrent tore him apart.

As the incantation finished, the sword's silver blade gleamed with golden light, runes flickering across it.

"Ex—calibur!!!"

A beam of light pierced the darkness, clashing with the curse spirit's massive curse energy wave. The forces obliterated the surrounding air, forming a hundred-meter vacuum. Space warped, everything in its path reduced to dust.

Boom! 

The domain shattered, revealing the bright sky outside. The Special Grade curse spirit was consumed by the radiant magical light, breaking into countless fragments.

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