"Kenny…" Ikku murmured, his throat tight.


    "Yeah… I know…" Kenny replied gravely. There was no doubt in his mind, this guy was going to be a serious problem.


    "Let’s see what you’re made of," he said, his voice calm, almost playful.


    "Wh—?!" Kenny barely had time to react before


    "KENNY!" Ikku shouted, his voice filled with worry as he searched for his friend through the thick dust cloud kicked up by the attack.


    "I’m… fine…" Kenny groaned, dragging himself out of the wreckage, wiping the blood from his lip and the fresh gash on his forehead. "But watch yourself ! he’s insanely fast…!"


    "Not bad at all," the man commented, his smirk widening.


    "An Animagus…" the man muttered, dodging another rapid claw swipe. "Haven’t seen one of those in a while."


    "Oh, you haven’t seen anything yet!" Kenny’s voice rumbled through the air, deeper, more primal.


    "GIGANTO!"


    "Unreal…" Ikku whispered as he pushed himself back up, still reeling from his fight. "So that’s his Brand…"Royal Road is the home of this novel. Visit there to read the original and support the author.


    "I see… You wield a Brand. What a waste. You two could’ve been valuable soldiers for the ZD Mafia."


    "No thanks!" Kenny snarled before swinging his massive paw.


    "Impressive…" His sharp gaze analyzed Kenny’s new form. "By increasing your size, your strength multiplies, and your strikes become exponentially more destructive while still maintaining the agility of a feline… Quite the advantage."


    "But… every Brand has a weakness. And yours is easy to exploit."


    "Number 3."


    A bazooka.


    "Fire."


    "KENNY!" Ikku yelled, sprinting toward him in panic.


    "You let your guard down."


    But before it could connect, a chain lashed out of nowhere, coiling around his arm and stopping his attack mid-strike.


    "A chain?" he muttered, surprised.


    "Keep your hands off my friends!" she spat.


    "Another one wielding a Brand… What a shame."


    "Number 4."


    A sleek handgun materialized in his grip.


    "Watch out!" Ikku shouted.


    "Interesting."


    "You attacked me. That means the conditions are met."


    "She’s attacking from a difficult angle to evade…" he thought, beginning to feel the pressure.


    A glowing fist was barreling straight toward him.


    "Damn it… A Sun Warrior?!"


    Yumé’s strike smashed into him, the sheer force launching him through the air like a missile. He crashed into the ground, skidding violently before slamming into a massive rock shattering it into pieces.


    "Looks like you let your guard down."


    "YUMEEEEEEE!!!"