The King Of Fighters Xv -

"They're coming back," a voice rasped from the shadows. Kyo Kusanagi stepped forward, his leather jacket smelling of smoke. Behind him stood Chizuru Kagura and a reluctant Iori Yagami. The team was reunited for one reason: the seal on the Orochi was weakening, and the disturbances in time were bringing back those who should have stayed dead.

"Isla!" Shun'ei shouted as the girl was nearly swept away by a wave of distortion. He lunged forward, his blue spectral hand clashing against the entity’s void-like energy. The King of Fighters XV

Isla looked at him, her eyes wide with shock. "I don't need your help!" "They're coming back," a voice rasped from the shadows

Suddenly, the stage cracked. A massive rift in space-time—an anomaly known as —emerged from the center of the ring. It wasn't a fighter; it was a cosmic judgment. The team was reunited for one reason: the

Beside him, Meitenkun yawned, hugging his pillow, though his eyes remained sharp. "The energy is getting weirder, Shun'. It feels like the ground is breathing."

Shun'ei tightened his headphones. Since the arrival of the mysterious , a girl who wielded spectral hands just like his, his control over his own powers had begun to slip. She was a mirror of his insecurities, a rival who claimed she didn't need a master like Tung Fu Rue to be "the greatest."