Many of the soldiers tensed up as the seemingly normal looking woman ate one of their own in just one swallow. Some tried to run away, only to realize that again that they were frozen and rooted to the ground. Terumi scoffed, eyeing Erai with a watchful gaze.
"Yes, we are quite aware of you Yokai. Monsters that roam this world. Your mere presence is a wound to our nation!" He glared at his men now with fire in his eyes. "Do not lose your sight of the world men! Make these fools suffer and fight for Naitoburēdo pride!"
Rallied up once more, the men temporarily lost their fear and bellowed a mighty battle cry. As a single unit, they lifted their swords and plunged them towards the ice. The resulting effect were massive cracks that formed, eventually shattering the ice completely. With rage in their eyes, they charged at full force towards the Yokai recruits.
"Monsters!"
"Demons!"
"Go back to Hell!"
Terumi smirked at the turn of the situation. Nothing would get in the way of his Clan's conquest. Not even cursed vermin that walked this god forsaken eart-
The blood splattered on the ground, hot and sticky. Gasping, Terumi looked down to see a rather large butterfly knife plunged into his abdomen. Before he could even react, a mighty kick sent him flying backwards, his body skidding into a far corner of the camp obscured by the low trees. He coughed up more of his life force as crimson stained the green floor.
"Sorry about that Captain Naitoburēdo! I guess I got carried away."
Kenji appeared suddenly before the fallen man, ripping the knife out of him violently. Terumi stared at him in disbelief. How...when did he....? Wait...why couldn't he move?
"Ah! You're feeling it, right? That knife paralyzed you. See, I was able to tamper with the electrons in your body to...well, you get the idea." Tipping his hat back a little, the Yokai bent down to his enemy's face and smiled. "See? Way better than facing Spider Woman or even Ice Girl over there, right?"
Terumi growled and tried to shift around. "What do you want you filthy beast? I could slit your throat with a single utter of my voice!"
"Ouch! That hurts me you know! Though, I have to commend your powers. Being able to rally your men up like that, I mean. The power of your mere words...hmm. Listen, I'll make his quick, ok? I just wanted a few answers about your Clan's history, that's all. Just think of it as a quiz.....alright?"
Terumi smirked. "As if I'd tell your kind anything, Tsubasa trash!" Kenji sighed, followed by a shrug.
"See, I kinda figured you'd say that. Whelp, at least you were a good catalyst to rile things up for me I suppose." Summoning another butterfly knife, Kenji leaned in closer and grabbed a hold of Terumi's ear. Suddenly the Naitoburēdo wasn't so sure about all this, and he began to frantically struggle away.
"Wait, wait! S-Stop! I'll tell you everything!"
"Hmm?" Kenji paused, flashing Terumi an innocent smile. "Come again? What was that? See, I couldn't quite hear you. Know what I'm saying?" Taking hold of the ear again, the Yokai began to saw off the flesh, humming along as he did so.
The Naitoburēdo leader's screams could be heard all over camp.