Michael's vision tunneled "Hinata...Eva" he huffed his body suddenly felt heavy. A golden arrow shaft stuck out from his chest "oh that wasn't there before?" his chest heaved up and down heavily, a red substance came out from where the arrow punctured his body soaking Michael's pristine silver tunic the villagers had made for him. From where he knelt assailants flanked him from either side all had golden arrows notched on wooden bows aimed at him ready to shoot, Michael tried to clutch the arrow in his chest his fingers singed at the touch of its hard feathered shaft "Celestial Weapons!" he muttered "it has to be it." pain was a new feeling for him his body felt weak. All around him people dressed in weapons appeared they'd been hiding from in the walls waiting to ambush him.
Another arrow flew into his thigh; pain flared bringing down his other knee. Smoke rose from the parts where the arrows touched his skin, Michael's vision swam "But I have to get to them Eva.." at the thought of her little scared hurt face strength returned he tried standing feeling his left leg where the arrow struck become stronger despite injured and bleeding, summoning whatever strength came with the resolve to save his loved one.
At the sight of movement more gold arrows rained down on him farther sapped his essence.
"Asahi!" A strong deep muscular voice resounded "Stay down" Asuma had come he stood at the center of all the "assassins" several of the men in his sight he recognized from wanted posters from all over; poachers, thieves, rapists, vagabonds and what not. They were all people wanted for several crimes, Asuma's lips drawn in a smug crooked grin, he enjoyed Michael contorting in pain a rush rippled within him at the sight of it.
He wore an expensive silk tunic under a brown leather vest in his hand he held a golden yellow dagger shinning in the sunlight.
"How did they get them?" the puzzled expression on Michael's faced turned into simmering rage when his eyes met the tall figure that stood behind Asuma in complete white, his the person's eyes shone an inhuman color, fully golden without any iris. Black long silky locks of hair ran down the sides of his feminine face, his lips spread into a malicious smile from the sight before them. Despite their apparent slender figure being lean with a slight muscular build; this person had the most dangerous presence of anyone in the entire village, like if they wanted all of them would be dead in a single breath just that they hadn't decided to do.
"You treacherous little…" A lump formed in his throat breaking his voice the moment he noticed the woman beaten and bruised bleeding multiple open wounds at several parts of her body. Her hair in disarray dirtied in bloody clumps, she knelt at the very back behind Asuma Michael hadn't noticed her until the golden-eyed person moved, beside her stood a man in full black whose face Michael recognized as one of the criminals known to be a wanted rapist.
"Hina..Hinata!!!" he screamed blood gurgled out his throat coughing heavily which ignited pain from the chest area where several arrows protruded.
Hot flaming tears went down his cheeks anger swelled inside Michael.
Maybe it was his brain playing tricks on him but from the corner of his eye,a swift movement from inside one of the village houses around them, faintly he could see a pair of eyes peeking from one of the windows. Focusing his blurry vision another set of eyes appear and eventually a group of faces from the other homes too, the truth of it all hits him with an unbelievably crushing weight on his already heavy chest, the villagers were hiding in their homes spectating his humiliation.
"The same people I cured and saved so many times…" he thought in anguish he didn't expect them to save him but couldn't he at least get a wail or a sob? Yet he was there alone bleeding out surrounded by enemies "DO Something!" he shouted a single tear came down his face he was dying at the hands of his enemies "if not for me for her" he whispered in anguish nothing happened.
And at that moment of realization he understood the true selfishness and greed of humanity he had helped them, saved them didn't deserve even at the very least a sob?,
Anger swelled from deep within him, dulling the pain he shook with fury, the vagabonds around him, Asuma, even the golden eyed person's eyes lost their previous amusement replaced by confusion, he could see it; the being in front of them was like a raging storm, a monster hiding behind a human-like face fear replaced their smug expressions.
The ground began to shake, wind swirled wildly around him, his eyes a pure endless well of darkness,
Another array of arrows are let loose, yet they all get knocked away along with the goons nearest to Michael by a strong gust of wind. Dust whirls all around them threatening a cyclone the man holding Hinata looses their grip allowing her to fall. "Asahi!" she let out a loud painful cry.
Michael's eyes meet her teary stained face dirty and bloodied, despite all of what happened he knew she wanted him to stop to let them be because despite all the pain she went through, her kind heart could not let the villagers, the goons even Asuma who had at that point fallen down blinded by the swirling dust and stones his eyes swollen die "They are not worth it" the expression on her face seemed to say, and for split second the storm swirling around Asahi weakened.
The golden eyed person didn't miss the opportunity snatching the golden dagger from Asuma's hand. In a swift motion stood front of Michael in a second, he waved the dagger in a diagonal slash cutting Michael's throat in a blur.
The wind subsided the ground stopped shaking, everything went quiet Asahi keeled over backwards into a pool of his own blood. He gazed at Hinata's terrified face beside her a small figure lay limp and lifeless "Eva, goodbye…" then the darkness came…