[Balmung Misaki III]

Kenshiro's eyes widened as the light enveloped him, his vision clouding over. Was this it for him? Hokuto Shin Ken was the greatest martial art in the world, he had to live for the future and too name his successor. There had to be a way out of this, but what?

"Your not thinking clearly." A figure said from behind Kenshiro.

Turning his head, Kenshiro stared in shock as he saw several figures standing behind him. Friends, enemies, people whom had traveled with him over the course of his journey. "You?" He asked in disbelief.

"Do not worry," The Angelic figure continued as he stepped forward, "We are here for you even in death. Let us continue to watch over you."

Another figure pushed his glasses up on the bridge of his nose, "Heh. It's just like you to annoy me like this, but I've got your back."

A hand touched his shoulder and pulled him back, "I don't have time to listen to all this babble, use the technique that allows you to commune with us. And we will fight with you." the figure with long white hair said with a small grin.

Kenshiro nodded his head and looked forward, "Hokuto Shin Ken...Musou Tensei! [Nul-Thought Reincarnation]" And then, as the dragon hit, a loud battle cry came that was not his own came from Kenshiro's mouth as another explosion rocked the entire arena, shaking it to it's very foundation.

After the shaking stopped, the smoke began to clear slowly around Kenshiro, revealing a tall long-haired man. He struck an awesome figure as he stood there, in black battle robes, and cape. Grinning, the figure pointed at Kano and motioned him forward. "You dare harm my friend? Try your tricks against the Lord of Fiery Explosion, boy."