Chapter 725

Akechi’s blade was fast—so fast it seemed to hum with a high-frequency vibration as it cut the air.

Reid’s bullet met the descending arc precisely. The clash rang out in a metallic explosion as the round split neatly in two, molten fragments searing past Akechi’s ear to scorch symmetrical burns into the concrete wall behind him.

Truth be told, Akechi’s swordsmanship was nothing extraordinary. Compared to his friend’s skill, he was a novice at best—he’d only picked up bits and pieces while serving as that friend’s sparring partner.