Even now, he was moving fast, the blade in his arms a lightning, a steel thorn that flashed from side to side. He was as fast as one gets. "I don't care how much it will cost, but I'll fight!" he burst out, starting a storm of surprisingly fierce attacks.<br/><br/>This was beyond fascinating to watch for the Black Samurai. The deep black files dyed from Haruki's crimson tears... The deep hole of Kira's sadistic kiss. This was what determined the willing and able... Those who would accept death... Accept defeat... Or continue on with what they have left. In some cases, too proud to give up. Haruki was obvious in his decision. He was merely kissed by the vicious blade, Kira... And still he stands to bring down the monster who cut down his Master. Still he seeks to push on and finish what he started. The sadistic man could not conceal the deep smile on his face. Stepping back to tease Haruki, easily missing his katana's bite.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"You'll need more than this! A man who gives up after a few seconds is just scum! I don't care how much it will cost... I don't care how much it will cost, but I'll fight!"</span><br/><br/>Without a second thought... his opponent dashing forth with tremendous zeal. His sword, the steel of his blade... A steel thorn flashing from many sides. He licked his lips and closed his eyes... Listening closely for the blood dropping from Haruki's wound. From behind, the blood trickled and dropped to the ground. The samurai laughed heartily, turning to meet Haruki's furious flurry... The blackness of his skin splattering with every slash... The darkness melting from his body. "Hey... Like my masterpiece?" The samurai asked, reappearing behind Haruki.... The dark blood flowed from the false body, revealing an old and bloodied corpse. "I believe you know each other."