'Know yourself.'
'Know your enemy.'
'Throw everything else away.'
Lukas was unusually calm after drawing blood on another human for the first time. Maybe he was indifferent in his focused state, or maybe he didn't care regardless. The two others ran up to Lukas while the cut man staggered back.
"You bitch!"
The injured man hissed.
Lukas stepped back as the two others approached. He held his tachi in his right hand and his kusarigama in the other. As the faster of the two men, a large man who fought with his raw strength, reached Lukas he threw the chain forward. Lukas then leapt to the right, up against the alleyway's wall.
The sickle flew past the brutish man's face, drawing only a drop of blood. He pulled the chain back as the brute threw a punch toward his face. Lukas ducked as the man's fist hit the wall behind him. The sickle came back at the same time and sliced into the back part of his neck.
