The alleyway had transformed into a grim tableau of desperation and brutality. Kan, now a force of nature, moved with a predatory grace towards the lone survivor, his yellow eyes gleaming with an eerie intensity.
The man, writhing in agony, had a choice to make. He could either succumb to the searing pain emanating from his shattered defenses or summon the wits to devise an escape plan. Tears mingled with sweat, streaking down his face, an embodiment of both agony and abject terror.
"No...leave me alone, damn it. You bloody monster, ya smashed my eggs, what more do you want?!!" he spat out, his voice a desperate plea, a final cry of defiance in the face of impending doom.
