The ninja and butler descended into the alley like vultures coming to inspect particularly interesting carrion. Their footsteps were oddly delicate, picking their way through the debris of violence – splinters of wood, shards of metal, teeth, and other things best left unidentified. The air stank of blood, piss, and something else – something animal.
"Well," the ninja said, nudging an eyeball with his toe. "This is messier than expected."
The butler adjusted his Maboroshi Lens with an audible whir. "Indeed. Though I must say, the trajectory of violence was... unpredictable."
They stood over the two bodies sprawled in the center of the carnage. One was massive, muscled, and now disconcertingly back to human. The other was a broken thing that only vaguely resembled a person anymore.
