"This one belongs to Koshiro Sakana," said the Silver Fish, appearing behind the two Heroes. With that, he lept into the air, the blade of his Daito glowing. "Sakana muda yogen rashii jikan ga kakaru kudaranai tonde kogeki!"
Koshiro's black spiky hair blew about, despite the total lack of wind. "The ultimate attack of the Jikan ga kakaru style! The shining force of a thousand souls, a blade which divides the shadow from the light and causes the mountains to tremble beneath its fury! A flame that consumes the darkness as the breath of Dragons consumes the dry grasses of summer, leaving divine smoke behind in a cloud of holy vapor! The bane of monsters, hope of orphans, thrill of women, and strength of men, bound together by the courage of a master swordsman, wielded against the corruption of the land!"
The Crimson Slash, the Red Death, Duke Tremel, and dozens of soldiers watched the Silver Fish hang in the air, uttering irritating descriptions.
Tremel turned to Reginald. "How long does that usually take?"
"Usually two paragraphs."
"Oh," said the Duke. "In that case..." He began winding his crossbow.
"...as the oceans overwhelm the land...!" Koshiro continued.
Duke Tremel placed a quarrel in his crossbow.
"...from the east to the west in a cataclysmic fury...!"
Duke Tremel aimed his crossbow.
"...in a conflagration seen from the heavens...!"
Duke Tremel fired his crossbow.
"...blasted from the--ghurk!" Koshiro took the crossbow quarrel in the chest and fell to the ground with a heavy thud.
—Hero, Second Class
Neo-Nazi Captain: (pointing a golden gun at Revy) "Now, witness the awesome power of-"
