Best wishes for animation production

Episode six.

The wind blows.

Dust rises.

The male protagonist and the second male protagonist stand at opposite ends of the screen.

"Cough cough cough..."

The second man held the hilt of the sword with one hand, suddenly coughed violently several times, and spit out a mouthful of blood foam. He lowered his head and looked at the sword blade reflecting the cold light and the blood foam beside it. He paused and straightened up suddenly. , wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his sword and pointed it at the male protagonist.

Snap.

The hero's severed arm also dripped a drop of thick blood. He tore off the fabric from his sleeves, casually wrapped the cut wound, and took a step forward.

"I said……"

just.

The guards and Lilith were both shocked by the unexpected situation of the second man's sudden attack, and froze on the spot.

Until the male protagonist grabbed Lilith's clothes, struggled to get up, tore off the fabric from her sleeves, wrapped the wound, and took a step forward. His not-so-wide back blocked the light. Lilith finally woke up from a dream. She quietly broke free from the arms held by the guards and spoke carefully.

What answered her was the male protagonist's shoulder muscles that instantly tensed up.

The camera zooms out.

Great vista.

The protagonists standing at both ends of the screen paused for a second, then suddenly exerted their strength and rushed towards the opponent, with dust billowing behind them, like an earth dragon turning over.

soon.

The two of them were very close.

The second male held his long sword straight, the tip of the sword separating the airflow.

The male protagonist leaned forward and ran forward, indomitable.

A little bit of coldness.

The tip of the sword breaks the airflow, blowing up the broken hair on the hero's forehead, and is about to pierce the skull at the last moment.

The picture changes from still to fast.

The male protagonist crossed his right foot, exerted force on his waist, and twisted his whole body to avoid the sword tip. With the help of the turning force, a powerful and heavy knee hit directly towards the second male's abdomen.

The second male bent his arm, turned sideways to retract the sword, held the hilt of the sword with one hand, opened his other hand against the hilt, pressed down, and pushed the male protagonist's knee back.

The air waves dispersed.

The male protagonist was pushed down by his knee, and his toes landed on the ground, creating a groove.

The male lead uses this as a relay, lifts the other leg, bends the knee, and aims it at the male lead's abdomen again.

The second male held the sword upside down, with the hilt facing forward, and aimed it at the male protagonist's throat.

Snapped.

The male protagonist covered his throat with one hand, and the second male actor blocked the knee strike with one hand.

The two exchanged blows and distanced themselves.

Then, rush towards the opponent again.

The two dived forward.

When approaching again.

The male protagonist moved his legs sideways, stopped abruptly, and then raised his left leg high.

Under the extremely oppressive lens, the male protagonist stepped down violently.

The sword that was thrust straight at him was stepped down, and the second man staggered.

The hero's one-armed fist clenches.

Pull up.

It's like pulling up the lens.

The camera focused on the stepped sword blade. As the male protagonist clenched his fist and raised his hand, he was slowly pulled up, focusing on the male protagonist's back and his bent arms.

Full of tension.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The hero raised his fist.

Smooth and powerful.

boom.

The fist dilated in the second male's pupils, and finally hit him in the face.

The second male's face was distorted, and after a pause, he flew out.

The hero dives forward again.

After catching up with the second male, he jumped up suddenly, bending his arms and pointing his elbows down.

No sloppiness.

boom.

The second male was knocked to the ground again.

The male protagonist steps on it as soon as he lifts his foot.

The second male character rolled to the side and slashed at the male protagonist's ankle with his sword.

The male protagonist once again raised his foot to step on the sword blade, moved up, and directly pressed the male second man's hand holding the sword under the hilt. At the same time, he bent his knees and stamped it on the second male protagonist's face.

Snapped.

The second male character lying on the ground used his other hand to block the knee strike. He exerted force on his lower body and swept his legs, directly knocking the male protagonist to the ground.

At the same time, he kicked him in the face.

It was the hero's turn to fly away.

The second male struggled to get up, picked up the sword and rushed towards the male protagonist, aiming at his throat.

Pfft.

The hero used his broken arm to block it again.

The broken arm once again had a bloody hole.

Taking advantage of the time he bought, the male lead kicked the second male lead in the abdomen, distanced himself, and struggled to get up.

It was like a street fight between the two.

Although the lens feels very tense and smooth.

But not gorgeous.

At this moment, it was as if the two protagonists had forgotten the complicated power system in the comics, and would only use pure physical power to bite each other.

Brutal and primitive.

The impact is very strong.

The multi-functional conference room of CDD Animation Workshop became quiet at some point.

Shirakawa Rina looked at the two protagonists on the projection cloth and trembled a little.

She swore that she had never drawn such a plot, but the feeling shown in the animation made her think that the comics and the two protagonists in her story should be like this.

Like something was pressed down.

Like something is being accumulated.

In the play.

The two protagonists were like beasts tired of biting each other, pulling away from each other and panting violently.

"you……"

Lilith in the distance took a step forward and wanted to speak.

boom.

But the two protagonists are already rushing towards each other again.

Empty hand versus long blade.

In the center of the screen, two people collided.

The male protagonist turned his head, and the second male protagonist struck him on the shoulder with his long sword, and he also punched the second male protagonist on the cheek.

"Don't you want revenge? Don't you want to avenge Alice? Come on!"

The hero's eyes were red, and he suddenly roared. He didn't care about the long blade that was sinking deeper and deeper into his shoulder. He tried hard with his arm and was about to send the hero flying away.

Buzz.

Hear what the hero said.

The second man's face suddenly became blurry, as if it had turned black. When he raised his head again, his eyes were already bloodshot.

He let go of the sword, crossed his hands and locked the male protagonist's fisting arm, and then kicked the male protagonist's lower body with his right leg.

The hero stumbled forward.

The second male's head jerked back.

boom!

Forehead to forehead.

The air waves dispersed.

The male protagonist rolled his eyes and briefly lost consciousness.

The second male, with red marks and bruises on his forehead, dragged the male protagonist's arm, turned around, and threw the male protagonist away. Before the other man flew out, he pulled out the long sword embedded in his shoulder.

"prick."

The second male lowered his body, grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and raised the sword to his shoulders, with the tip of the sword facing the male protagonist.

The camera focused on the tip of the sword that shone with cold light, then slowly moved forward along the blade, until it focused on the second man's distorted face.

Stop.

The savings seemed to be at their peak.

A close-up of the second male character with coexistence of oppression and tension.

The wind blew wildly.

The second man broke through the air and left.

Overturn the guards blocking the way.

A sword pierced the hero's shoulder.

Pfft.

"I am coming!"

The second male lead's long sword penetrated the male lead's shoulder, and he resisted the other party tightly, declaring word by word.

The male protagonist pressed his legs against the ground and held the sword blade with one hand to prevent the sword from piercing further.

He widened his eyes and looked at the second male with wide eyes, his face distorted to the point of deformation.

Like a wild beast in a cage.

Blood pattered down.

The two protagonists face off!

In the conference room.

Satoshi Nakata, who was also a supervisor, suddenly trembled when he saw this scene.

Some excitement.

Very inexplicably excited.