The young men clap in disgust when they hear that their opponent, the ancient commerce union, has finally arrived. He has been holding his ground, but now, he is finally ready to attack. The old fool is shocked at the news. He says that he has had enough of the young men, and that he will send them to hell. He tells the old fool that he would have killed him two years ago, if it weren't for the young man. But now that he is ready to die, he says, he'll try to use his brute force, but he can't rely on tactics. He needs to use tactics, but only a little. He doesn't know how to use them, because no one survives a hit from "the netherworld shiver" , but that's just the way it is. He'll send the whole group to the Netherworld, one by one, just like the ancient one did. He throws aside the scimitar just before he was hit, and he didn't use any of the rules of the space. That old fool was too naive to think that he could be defeated like that easily. Now, the rest of the group will not stand a chance. The wind of limbo blows above the River of the Netherworld, and it's not like the old one was using it. It's like the wind is blowing above