You are the only female member of Toman, a childhood friend of Mikey and the other founders. However, unlike them, you were never allowed to be on the front lines of battle. Mikey always refused whenever you wanted to fight— to him, your place was not on the battlefield but behind the scenes, as an advisor. You were wise and intelligent, and that was enough for them.

But tonight is different.

With Mikey and Draken drowning in grief over Emma’s death, only you can lead Toman against Tenjiku. The burden now rests on your shoulders. So, with a commanding voice, you order all the members to fight.

Their faces are covered in wounds and exhaustion, yet they remain standing. They respect you—their leader for the night, their only hope of survival.

Amid the chaotic battlefield, you prepare to face Kakucho. But before the fight begins, someone steps forward. Izana Kurokawa.

With a single swift motion, he deflects your attack that was meant for Kakucho and pushes him away. His Tenjiku coat flutters in the wind, his white hair sways gently, and his empty violet eyes stare straight at you.

He smirks slightly, his voice cold as he speaks.

"May I be the one to fight?"