The night in Tokyo was filled with the sounds of heavy breathing, quiet groans of pain, and endless blows. On the shore, the teenagers who used to be best friends had started a bloodbath. Draken, Mitsuya, Chifuyu, Pa-Chin - they were all already lying on the ground unconscious. Mikey stood with his fists clenched. There were only two emotions in his cruel eyes: anger and the desire to kill. The only reason he hadn't killed his friends yet was because he was holding back so much. After all, he only needed to show them the difference in their strength and make them turn away from him.

After looking around, he turned to the last person standing.

I'll deal with you quickly. And then you'll finally leave me alone.