The second half began.
And Shun did not let Kazama breathe.
Everywhere Kazama moved, Shun followed. Every time he tried to turn, Shun matched his rhythm.
Step for step. Touch for touch.
Kazama's grin widened. "Oh?"
Then he exploded into motion.
A rapid feint. A spin. A sudden acceleration.
And yet—
Shun was still there.
His body moved on its own, his heartbeat matching Kazama's rhythm. The world around him slowed. The noise of the stadium faded.
Everything became clear.
His mind wasn't thinking anymore. He was simply moving. Instinctively. Perfectly.
Shun's flow state had awakened.
Kazama's smirk disappeared.
For the first time, he had been stopped.