“Don’t think for even a second that you can escape your fate.”

The words that Toji speaks are not sharp, despite the words and their meaning harboring a very deadly intent.

It is more like the man speaks a fact. This fate is inescapable.

The Sorcerer Killer has his sights set, and he will finish the job. This is as it always has been. It is not personal.

“It would be best for you if you were to accept your fate.”

Toji scoffs, heaving his weapon over his shoulders; The Split Soul Katana.