External Puppet Armor

"...You think you can fight me?" Watching the black-robed figures around him, monstrous as beasts, slaughtering his subordinates, Hiruko looked at Yahiko charging toward him, his voice filled with bone-deep chill. "Don't underestimate me, you damned brat!" Swoosh! Swoosh! A sharp blast tore through the white mist. It was proof of a blade slicing through the rain. In an instant, Yahiko arrived before him, gripping his sword with both hands as a blazing arc of steel flashed brilliantly in his hands.