Chapter 214

Chapter 111 Sword vs Sword

Ash had no intention of replying to the comment; he was furious with the current situation.

Who do I like? Who am I in love with? Who are you?

What kind of joke is this!

“You little brat, daring to step on my face!”

“It’s an honor to have such a big idol step on your face! Some people would kill for this!!”

Makoto kicked Ash repeatedly, causing more enraged sounds from deep within his fangs.

“Dabi…”

Dabi wiped the sweat that wasn’t there from his forehead. Makoto was a good child, but what if she were triggered by something terrible because of this?

With the other hand, Ash parried Makoto’s attack with the awakening sword. She turned her head just in time to let the blade pass through her purple ponytail, taking some strands with it.

Then Makoto gritted her teeth and grabbed the deformed dragon head’s hands, pulling them apart forcefully. A “crack” echoed as the dragon head split in half, blood splattering all over Makoto’s hands.

“Guh—”

Stay calm, stay calm!

Although they did terrible things to Makoto, seeing the blood pouring out of Ash wound her heart up uncontrollably.

She bit her lip, suppressing the turmoil in her heart and the expression on her face, realizing she would be defeated instantly if she faltered now. She punched Ash, making him drop the sword, and then grabbed the awakening sword.

She got it, she got the weapon!

For some reason, the first weapon she used worked perfectly. As Ash was caught in place, the awaken sword pierced his body repeatedly, sparks flying as the knight armor was torn to shreds.

“Don’t think you can resolve this so easily!”

In retaliation, Ash strained hard and detached his own arm. Using his free hand, he smashed a punch through the crossguard of Makoto’s sword, breaking away.

“Hahaha, well done, legendary warrior, finally showing some worth!”

This is the fight he wanted!

But contrary to Ash, even though he suppressed her just now, Makoto didn’t feel happy at all.

“Now it’s my turn… What!”

To Ash’s surprise, Makoto launched a fierce attack. She practically leaped into Ash’s body, her swinging awaken sword slicing fiercely through the air. When the light of the Pretty Cure filled the blade, each strike felt like burning Ash’s flesh with its purple aura.

Ash spread his arms, intending to crush Makoto, but she slipped past him, cutting at his back multiple times.

“Your reflective mirror also needs distance; otherwise, the reflected attack will hit you too.”

So, I won’t move away. Even if you can easily attack me, I won’t give up either.

“Tch!”

Ash fought viciously, and wounds quickly appeared on Makoto’s body. However, despite her young age, she held her ground, not retreating a single step!

Once again, Makoto rushed at Ash, whose clawed hand was close behind, ready to pierce through her armored uniform. Makoto ignored the pain, pulling two cards and swiping them with force.

Like on TV!

“[Slash] ♠2, [Thunder] ♠6”

[LightningSlash]

The girl screamed as she slashed diagonally upward, lightning-flashing blade tearing into Ash’s chest, leaving a scorched gash.

Injured, Ash’s movements slowed. Makoto threw the awaken sword up, rolling into him in their struggle, wrapping around each other.

They seemed to integrate. Makoto dragged Ash down onto the ground repeatedly until she straddled him in a supine position, pinning him down with her hands on the armor of the deformed dragon head. She raised the sword above and aimed it at Ash’s waist time drive with tears in her eyes.

“Ash!”

The sword blade pierced the time drive, and the burst of light from the crack made both cover their eyes. But the energy blast from the waist sent them flying far away.

They lay on the ground, motionless for a long time.

Finally, Makoto reached out trembling, supporting her sore body towards Ash.

Seeing the restored Ash and the shattered time drive pieces beside him, Makoto sighed with relief, feeling a weight lifted off her shoulders.

At last, she accomplished it.

“Ash… sorry, but you wouldn’t wake up otherwise. Are you okay?”

Makoto cautiously approached him, rolling the man face-up. Sensing her presence, Ash slowly sat up.

Seeing Ash’s wobbly smile, Makoto finally relaxed and supported him.

“You were truly beautiful in battle, heart-stirring!”

“Only the strong have the right to speak. Cure Sword, you are undoubtedly a powerful person now. You yearn to unleash your hidden strength…”

“Not really…”

Tears welled in Makoto’s eyes, but she had already shed them during the battle. She wanted to open her arms and embrace the sorrowful man.

Finally, finally, Ash returned!

“click—”

The hard object pressed against Makoto’s abdomen froze her strained smile on her face.

The two slowly stood up, revealing what they were holding between them: the Heart Bow and Arrow in Ash’s hand.

“Let’s end this.”

“Why…”

Makoto’s voice was still incredulous.

“You should have pierced my dial, not my belt.”

“Cure Sword, you said you wanted to spread love throughout the world, to make goodness based on love bind people’s trust.”

“But in truth, one act of malice can outweigh ten acts of kindness.”

“Just like now. I easily destroyed this trust, yes?”

Relaxing the string, dark light pierced the fragile girl in the wind.

“Makoto…”

Ai stretched out a hand from the ground, and Ash scooped her up, carrying her without looking back.

Dark energies surged from Makoto towards Ash, and the man stumbled, nearly falling, only managing to hold on after adjusting his grip. The previously unbothered Ash showed clear signs of pain on his face from earlier battles.

“Is it almost the limit?”

But not yet.

Ignoring the panel popping up again, Ash could now only briefly forecast the next turn.

“I won again. As spoils, I took yours.”

“Looking forward to the next round, Cure Heart.”