Tokyo Ghoul: Madara Template Strikes Back!-Chapter 116 - 113: Fight With The Non-Killing Owl [2]

The battlefield trembled as Shinohara Yukinori and Kuroiwa Iwa activated their Arata Proto suits, the living armor enveloping them in a seamless fusion of man and kagune. In their hands, they wielded their secondary Quinques—Shinohara's demon yamada 1 and Kuroiwa's Kuroiwa Special—each a testament to their relentless training and mastery.

"Shinohara, are you ready?" Kuroiwa's voice was steady, eyes locked on the towering figure ahead.

"Yes," Shinohara replied, his gaze unwavering.

Together, they launched forward, a synchronized assault against the One-Eyed Owl. The ghoul responded, unleashing a barrage of blade-shaped ukaku kagune, but the Arata Proto suits absorbed the impact, allowing the investigators to close the distance. Their Quinques struck with precision, aiming for the Owl's head, yet the ghoul's massive kagune arms deflected each blow with calculated ease.

Yoshimura, the Owl, remained composed. His human hands, untouched by kagune, hinted at restraint. Suddenly, he retaliated, firing a shotgun-like blast of black kagune that sent Shinohara and Kuroiwa flying. They crashed into the walls, debris scattering, but their grips on their weapons remained firm.

"These suits... they're formidable," Shinohara muttered, catching his breath.

Kuroiwa nodded. "But the Owl's versatility is unmatched. Long-range, close combat, regeneration—he's the epitome of a perfect ghoul."

From the shadows, Hirako observed, recalling his years alongside Arima Kishō. Despite his unassuming demeanor, Take Hirako had learned much from the Reaper. Seizing an opening, he darted behind the Owl, launching a surprise attack. But Yoshimura's reflexes were uncanny. He spun, his kagune arm slicing through Hirako's helmet and severing an ear. Hirako's counterattack barely grazed the Owl, a stark reminder of the ghoul's resilience.

Mado Kureo, ever the strategist, exploited the distraction. Coordinating with Shinohara and Kuroiwa, they targeted the Owl's neck, their combined assault causing significant damage. Yet, the ghoul's regeneration was swift, rendering their efforts futile.

"We can't win," Hirako stated, his voice tinged with frustration.

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The Owl's body healed rapidly, and with a powerful swing, he sent Shinohara and Kuroiwa sprawling once more. A group of investigators attempted to flank the ghoul, their bullets bouncing harmlessly off his kagune. The Owl glanced at them, his indifference more terrifying than any attack.

"Captain Kuroiwa, it's time," Shinohara said, determination in his eyes.

Kuroiwa agreed. Activating the Arata Proto's full potential, the suits consumed parts of their flesh, trading pain for power. Their renewed assault pushed the Owl back, but the strain was evident. Shinohara's body trembled, the suit's toll becoming unbearable.

"This weapon... it's monstrous," Shinohara gasped, his body succumbing to the Proto's hunger.

The Owl, observing their struggle, spoke. "This cycle of violence... it breeds only sorrow. Your weapons, your battles—they perpetuate a world of pain."

Shinohara, kneeling, refused to listen. Kuroiwa, concerned, tried to assist, but the situation was dire.

"Mr. Shinohara, Mr. Kuroiwa, allow me," a voice interrupted.

Kanzaki Ryoma stepped forward, Gunbai in hand. His presence was calm, yet commanding.

"Are you sure?" Kuroiwa asked.

Ryoma nodded. "We will prevail."

As Shinohara's consciousness faded, he saw Ryoma advancing, reminiscent of a young Arima. The memory was both haunting and hopeful.

"Mado!" Kuroiwa shouted, urging Shinohara to remove the Proto suit.

Mado Kureo, ever vigilant, tossed Ryoma the suitcase containing Jason, his trusted Quinque.

Ryoma smiled, securing the Gunbai on his back and readying Jason. The battle was far from over.

Yoshimura, recognizing the threat, prepared to confront this new adversary. But Ryoma's speed was unparalleled. In a blur, he closed the distance, Jason clashing against the Owl's kagune.

Amon Kōtarō, returning from a skirmish, was stunned. "Why is Ryoma fighting alone? Where are the Special Investigators?"

He spotted Kuroiwa, bloodied, and Shinohara, barely conscious. The realization hit hard.

Meanwhile, Ryoma's agility allowed him to evade the Owl's attacks, Jason shifting between sword and shield forms seamlessly. The battle was intense, but neither side relented.

Shinohara, now stabilized, watched in awe. "He reminds me of Arima, ten years ago."

Kuroiwa nodded. "Another Arima... perhaps even better."

Ui Koori added, "Arima's judgment was impeccable. Ryoma's prowess is undeniable."

Amon remained silent, the spectacle before him leaving him speechless.

As the battle raged, Ryoma sensed the climax approaching. He retrieved the Gunbai, using it to absorb the Owl's shotgun-like kagune blasts. The fan shimmered, energy pulsating within.

"It's time, Manager," Ryoma whispered.

Yoshimura's eyes widened. Ryoma had recognized him.

With a swift motion, Ryoma unleashed the Gunbai's stored energy, a tempestuous wind erupting, tearing through the battlefield. The force was immense, stripping the Owl's kagune armor and sending him crashing through the building's walls.

[Ding! The host defeated the SSS-rated "Non-Killing Owl" and received a reward: 100 fusion points!]

The dust settled. The battlefield was silent. Ryoma stood tall, Jason in hand, the Gunbai on his back—a beacon of hope amidst the chaotic situation it is.

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