Azuma's body was burning, his heart was cold and his mind a mess as is it tried and failed to ignore the pain.
What the hell happened last night?
He had never felt such intense exhautions and pain like this.
And he could not rely on the 'sight'.
Azuma groaned, pushing himself up with a trembling hand. He saw Shinobi approach carefully now, the long swords were drawn.
Before he could close the gap, Azuma lashed out the iron chain as it snapped at Shinobi's hand and caused the sword to be flung away.
It severed some small pipe, causing the wires to spark as they spilled out.
"I don't even need it for you," the Shinobi coldly declared as he slammed another punch against Azuma's jaw.
He tasted more blood.
'Come on… fight back!'
The Shinobi grabbed his head, dropping down the katana as those gloved fingers dug into his scalp. There was a rough jab, and pain rippled through Azuma in a searing agony.
