Kiro too seemed to let her gaurd slip as she gazed in shock at the man that had just ordered her death. Only, she was actually surprised. She had succeeded. This wasn't a test, but a task. She had not failed it, not yet anyway. It was just... The thoughts were lost as she felt a hot sting on her neck. Her hand moving to her neck and pressing into the wound, holding back the blood flowing from the wound. She was hurt, very much so. And unable to use one hand as she needed to keep pressure on the injury to avoid bleeding out. A fire lit in her eyes and she flung a knife in the direction of Saeko, who didn't even need to flinch. The blade was far off target clanking uselessly against one of the tea services on the far end of the room.