They were taking too long. Yanagi spun around, without waiting for them and made to where he knew the exit was, blood shaping into a dozen darts over his shoulder. He stepped into the final corridor, his hand swiping down, the crimson darts moving down like a wall of darts carried by a strong gust of wind, catching whoever was still standing and hurting them. The blood swirled back into his and, forming a simple lance. He approached the still moving bodies of the guards and proceeded to split their skulls and puncture their lungs.<br/><br/>Just as he moved casually onto the second body the man brought up a pistol, the barrel trained for his head and fired. Yanagi twitched, his head moving slightly, but the contact was definitely there, the bullet struck him in the size creating a bloody groove at the end of his right eyebrow and even so, even as the blood bender collapsed, the blood lance transformed into a scarlet snake, leaping onto the guard's body and making its path through his organs and flesh. Once completely through the snake burst with a sound not unlike a bag of water being thrown onto the ground, the torrent of blood nearly splitting the torso into half.<br/><br/>Yanagi's breathing was shallow, his face covered in blood as he attempted to regenerate the severed arteries and nerves.