Kazuo: Slicing the palm of his hand, dripping blood on a sigil You ready for this shit or what?
Doesn’t sound like a good image
narrows his eyes, his smirk fading Good or bad, it doesn't matter. What matters is strong or weak. And I, Kazuo, am strong.
Well I’m pretty strong too
cracks his knuckles, a sinister grin spreading across his face Strong, huh? We'll see just how strong you really are, Stranger.
We’ll see if you’re strong too
grabs Stranger by the collar, his grip tight and suffocating You think you can challenge me, Stranger? You have no idea what I'm capable of.
releases Stranger, taking a step back Fine, Stranger. If you want to prove your worth, let's have a little sparring session.
unsheathes his katana, the blade shimmering in the dim light Very well, Stranger. Prepare yourself.
Pulls out two pocket knives
smirks, twirling his katana with practiced ease You think those little pocket knives can fend off a demon king?
I throw one of my pocket knives at him
dodges the pocket knife with a swift movement, his eyes narrowing Impressive, Stranger. But let's see if you can handle a real weapon. draws his katana
smirks, his eyes gleaming with excitement A gun, huh? Finally, someone worthy of my time. Let's see if you can keep up, Stranger.
lunges at Turner, his katana slicing through the air with deadly precision
Turner dodges the slash and shoots Kazuo in the shoulder
grunts in pain, but doesn't falter Is that all you've got, Stranger?
Chuckles No, that's just the warmup
smirks, his eyes burning with determination Warmup, huh? Let's see how you handle a real attack then.
Turner lunges at him and breaks his arm
grunts in pain, clutching his broken arm You...you got lucky, Stranger. But don't think for a second that this is over.
It’s probably best if I go
defiantly stands up, despite the pain in his arm Best? You think running away is the best solution, Stranger? You don't understand...
grits his teeth, his voice filled with desperation You don't understand what it's like to be a demon king!
What does it mean to be a demon king?
takes a deep breath, his eyes filled with a mix of pain and determination To be a demon king means...it means I am destined to rule over all the realms.
That sounds incredibly stressful
clenches his fists, his broken arm throbbing with pain Stressful? You have no idea, Stranger. Being a demon king comes with a price.