"It doesn't matter who I am. The real question is... who are you and why did Emperor Gonshiro send you here to Tentochu? Explain to me exactly how you plan to spread the Blackblood, and before you die, you'll have more answers," Yoichi replied, making it explicit that the questions were up to him.

"Tell me how you did it... how did you do it?!" Ogai shouted, staggering with his arm bones sticking out of his flesh. "How did you get that power?! How can you counter the arcane energy of the dark lord of Kamakiri?! I demand an explanation!" the Void Summoner boomed again.

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Meanwhile, some of the Blackblood that had been holding him up, wrapped around his arm. Emanating the same smoke he had seen against both the Hebigure and the Yoroichi, the young Nightblades warrior immediately realized that the substance was healing Ogai's wounds.

I can't lose my advantage! I have to keep hitting him before he regains his strength! Yoichi thought, clenching his fists and releasing more tongues of fire into the air around him.

"Now it's your turn to answer my questions! Aargh!" with a burst forward, Yoichi unleashed a direct punch at his injured opponent, striking him in the chest. Ogai's feet came off the sticky substance and his body was thrown about three meters away.

The Kamakiri warlock touched his back in pain, rolling on the ground and emitting sorrowful cries. A second wound, milder than the first, had just appeared on his chest. Yoichi's intent was not to kill his opponent until he had answered all of his questions.

"How do I heal my friend, ah?! Answer me, you son of a bitch! How do I heal the wounds of my comrade and his demon?!" Yoichi inquired in a voice filled with rage. The young warrior approached his enemy lying on the ground and placed a foot on his arm, pinning him to the floor.

"Aargh! Umpf... mmh... ouch!" making uncontrolled noises, Ogai tried to resist the pain and didn't immediately answer the question.

"I asked you how I should do it!" Yoichi yelled, beginning to lose his temper. "Is there an antidote?! The wound on Rokuro's body is getting deeper and deeper and the same goes for that of Enatsu. It's because of the splinters of darkness from your goddamn attack, isn't it?!" with his foot, Yoichi exerted as much pressure as necessary to force his interlocutor to open his mouth.

"Aaagh... argh... ahah... hahah!" the Void Summoner's moans of pain turned into an evil laugh. The pain caused by Yoichi's blows and his foot pressing on his forearm didn't seem to worry Ogai.

"You just don't understand, don't you? You're so strong, yet so stupid! Your friend can't be saved, you brat! Hahaha!" the dark warlock's second laugh was abruptly interrupted by Yoichi, who, while keeping his enemy's arms pinned under his feet, moved his upper body closer to him. It was as if he wanted to see him up close as if he were a captive exotic animal locked in a cage.

Without adding anything else, Yoichi placed the palm of his fiery hand on the enemy's chest.

*tsss* - "Aaaaargh!" Ogai screamed, feeling superhuman pain and sensing his already damaged flesh burning under the palm of the young warrior's hand.

Yoichi restrained his power, concentrating the heat of the dragon flame in that precise spot, avoiding dispersing too much energy. This man has to confess what I want to know...I won't be able to use my power much longer! I must hurry, or it will be too late to save Enatsu! He inwardly thought.

Convinced that only intense pain would force Ogai to confess, Yoichi narrowed his eyes and plunged two fingers into the warlock's chest, clutching at him. Ogai's flesh continued to burn and Yoichi's fingers pierced his ribcage as if it were made of butter.

Holding back the disgust caused by the stench and the muscle fibers crackling before his eyes like grilled meat, Yoichi lifted his enemy's body, forcing him back to his feet.

As one hand held the target down, the other flaming hand moved backwards, closing into a fist and charging the killing blow. "Answer my question! How do I heal my friend?!" the blonde-haired tamer shouted fiercely.

It was enough to look at the wound on Rokuro's body for a few seconds to understand that that was not a normal wound: the infection caused by the Blackblood would be transmitted to the rest of the body through the blood system and there would be only two possible scenarios.

Enatsu would either become a Void Summoner and his ego would disappear forever, or his body would not be able to hold all that energy and he would die.

Inadvertently, the fingers that were piercing Ogai's rib cage tightened their grip and the Kamakiri warlock coughed up blood, hitting Yoichi in the face. Splatters of thick blood ended up on his lips and nose, all the way to his forehead.

"The dragon flame... heheh... my lord will be pleased to be able to defeat his greatest opponent... do you still not understand, brat? You lost... all of Tentochu lost against Kamakiri today! Hahah...cough! Cough!" the enemy's words were interrupted by more coughs, and his body seemed unable to withstand the damage of the dragon fire that was slowly burning him from the inside.

"The Emperor of Kamakiri will never know my identity, nor will he know how to find me! When the warriors of my faction are ready for war, I will fight by their side, and together, we will defeat Gonshiro's army!" Yoichi shouted valiantly. In his eyes, the dragon's flame burned brightly, glowing as if it were a reflection of his soul.

"Don't you dare utter the dark lord's name with that mortal mouth, you little piece of nothing!"

*boom*boom*boom* - as soon as Ogai finished saying those words, the lights scattered around the room cast a giant shadow on Yoichi. As if a mountain had just sprung up behind him, the young tamer found himself shrouded in darkness.

Unable to immediately realize what was happening, he instinctively looked at his friend Shioko, seeking help in her gaze. The red-haired tamer had her eyes pointed upward and with one arm, she was holding Enatsu close to her, shaking like a leaf.