Kodamu thrusted his white blades, which he formed from his hands, towards his own brother, Yasome Luna, as the two battled it out inside his own lair, with the night sky and the bright full moon as their backdrop. Neither Weizan was giving away, but Kodamu was remarkably strong, because he was the first of their kind.
“Yasome…I appreciate how much you’ve grown physically and with your powers, and the way you use them.” Kodamu wiped off a bit of his black blood dripping from his mouth due to getting severely hit. “But just to let you know, I’m not gonna go easy on you, because you owe me a lot…”
“It’s true…I may have been a selfish little brother to you…” Yasome screamed with clenched fists, irritated eyes due to crying and blood almost all over his body due to damage.