From above, the legs skillfully clamped down on both arms of the Masked Rider, and the scissors held in hand stabbed downward from above his head. The open scissor blades precisely cut along either side of the Masked Rider's eyes, slicing through the mask with its dual insect and mechanical features as easily as a hot knife through butter.
It was exactly at the moment when the mask came off that suddenly sparks exploded all around the body of the Masked Rider. He was flung outward in a manner akin to a cicada shedding its shell, rolling several times on the ground, and then with his mouth open and eyes closed, he moaned in pain.
"I actually did it!" Sin held the Masked Rider's mask in his hand, revealing a hint of surprise on his face before bursting into an insane laughter—
"Hahahaha! It really worked! Now, I am the nemesis of the Masked Rider! The end of Masked Riders is here!"
