Sir Beerus, Phantom Whistle & The Pursuit of Excalibur Hard Rock Type Beat
The Convergence of Kings The obsidian throne room of the Makai was silent, save for the rhythmic tapping of a claw against stone. The speaker, a warlord of ancient lineage, looked down from the dais at the warrior standing in the shadows—a man with gravity-defying hair and a scowl etched into his very soul. "So, the Detective has been ensnared," the Warlord mused, a cruel smile playing on his lips. "I wish I was around to see it. Yusuke Urameshi is not easily caged. Whoever—or whatever —managed to capture that delinquent must provide a challenge worthy of our attention. He is raw power and instinct; to trap him requires intellect." The Warlord stood, his cape sweeping across the floor. "And while the Spirit Detective rots in some dimensional prison, the rest of the board is in chaos." The Fox and The Sword "We all know what evil humans like to hunt," the Warlord continued, his voice dropping to a hiss. " Kurama. They want the Yoko. The...