Winner Takes All

Jack's sincere declaration reverberated along the corridor.

When Jack fought Kotaro, he could feel the threat with every move. But comparing the two battles, Jack's capabilities were now far greater than during that encounter. With Jack's current skills, he could tell with one exchange how strong his opponent was. If he had the same exchange with Kotaro, Kotaro could have avoided Jack's strike but he could not have done it so easily.

"Kotaro is not worth mentioning..." Iga Tobikou said with disdain, "But your skills are impressive and now I know why they had sent two Ninja Lords to kill you."

Two Ninja Lords?! Jack's pupils constricted. He then recalled the fight at the small garden.

"So you tried to draw us out and separate us," Jack remarked.

Iga Tobikou backed off several steps and then positioned his sword forward with his right hand while his left hand extended the shorter knife behind him. He glared and said, "Your deception was sneaky as well!"

Poof!

Jack's pupils constricted as Iga TobiKou's image flickered and then... vanished.

"Ninja arts?" Jack remarked in surprise. Though he was not sure about Iga clan, he had seen in the movies that were the same as Iga TobiKou's vanishing skills. That was a Ninja skill! But weren't those only special effects in the movies? How could this be done in reality?

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... sounds could be heard along the corridor as the waves of air were pushed towards Jack. Jack could not see where Iga Tobikou was but he was able to feel Iga Tobikou approaching rapidly. The numbing feeling of death approaching overwhelmed him.

It was obvious that Iga Tobikou knew that he only had a short moment for the kill. He managed to draw Brent and Daisy out but if he did not capitalize on the opportunity and kill Jack, then he might find himself in a very dangerous situation.

In a flash, Jack's attention was caught by a glint in the air when the sword blade reflected light along the corridor. Jack stepped aside instinctively but he just raised one of his legs when ...

Slash! His left leg started to hurt painfully.

"Fuck off!" Jack winced as he endured the pain and kicked with all his might.

Bash and then a grunt could be heard. The smooth wall started crumpled.

Crunch...

The four corners of the wallpaper became dislodged and Iga Tobikou who was in black Ninja attire slid down from the wall and onto his feet. Iga Tobikou remarked in surprise, "What a strong kick!" It was a respectful admiration from a fighter to another. As a Ninja Lord, he was clear that with his attack, even if the victim was a highly-skilled fighter, he could finish the fight with a final slash of his sword. However, even when Jack was injured, not only he did not retreat, but he continued his advance and with a powerful kick, he was able to neutralize Iga TobiKou's attack.

This kind of counter strike could not just come from fighting experiences but also a raw fighting skills!

Most people would have a natural tendency to flee when they were injured. But Jack did not!

"The art of camouflage?" Jack staggered backward a step. He did not bother with Iga Tobikou but was staring at the wallpaper which was dislodged. It appeared to be a simple wallpaper but Iga Tobikou appeared almost identical with the design of the wallpaper. This... was this the Ninja arts? Jack was bewildered as he took a deep breath and walked towards the split wheelchair.

Bam!

He kicked the armrest of the wheelchair and dislodged it. Jack picked up the armrest and walked over to the other half and did the same. With an armrest in each arm, Jack swung them around to get a feel of them. Though they were not weapons, he could still use them so long as they felt right. He was not foolish enough to fight Iga Tobikou barehanded.

"Shall we have a fair fight?" Jack stared viciously as his adrenaline rushed to the point that he was ready to erupt.

Iga Tobikou remarked and a chill ran down his spine as he saw Jack's transformation. Jack... had turned into a different person! He felt Jack's boundless fearsome ruthlessness. The depth of his darkness shocked even Iga Tobikou.

Jack frowned deeply as his left leg stomped the ground while each of his hands was holding onto the armrest. In a flash, he charged towards Iga Tobikou. Although Iga Tobikou had wounded Jack with that slash, the wound was not deep and barely affected Jack's movement.

Iga Tobikou was unfazed and held onto Katana and the short knife and similarly dashed towards Jack.

Clink clank... clink clank...

Sparks flew as the sword and armrests collided. Jack defended each of the slashes with the armrests. Both their movements were lightning-quick, regardless of the armrests or the swords. It was like a blur when Iga Tobikou swung and Jack defended and counterattacked.

In the patient's room. Amber was so terrified that she curled up in the bed. Her eyes were fixated on the door. The sounds of metals impacting onto each other told him that her man was outside in a struggle for his life. Mr. Ward and Steve were extremely worried.

Even if they did not see the fight, with the rapid sounds of the fight, they could sense the intensity of the fight. Each sound was like a sledgehammer that pounded on their chests.

Mr. Ward gripped his phone tightly with anxiety. When he entered the room, he had already informed Brent and Daisy. But before they got to this level, Jack still had to hold Iga Tobikou off alone. Mr. Ward's task now was to protect Amber and her parents.

Killing a person was far easier than protecting a person. One was on the attack while the other was on the defensive.

He could have fought alongside Jack against Iga Tobikou but if during the fight Iga Tobikou was to change his objective and rushed towards Amber and her parents, then that would complicate matters.

"Mr. Ward, can you go out to check on Jack?" Amber asked with concern and continued, "I'm afraid that he would be in danger."NôvelDrama.Org © content.

Mr. Ward shook his head, "Master will be fine. I will protect you and your parents with my life." He immediately rejected Amber.

Amber looked even more worried now. She gritted her teeth and curled up in a fetal position.

Just at that moment, the noise in the corridor stopped. Then in a few seconds, after the noise stopped, Amber, Mr. Ward, and Steve all were bewildered as they shared a common thought, 'Had... the fight ended?'☐☐☐☐☐☐☐