
...he's....not gonna stop...he's planning to do what ever it takes...until he wins....s**t.....what do i do?.... Hotaru tried to minimize the slitting by moving. Unfortunately it didn't work. She stared at the ground with thoughts violently rushing through her head. ....no choice....i'll fight... She then turned towards Bel, covering her mouth. She didn't want anyone to see the crooked grin behind it. Her face was some what twisted, emotionless, dead eyes mix matched with a creepy grin. ...i can't doge it....he's using ....wind?.... Hotaru then sprinted towards Bel, head first. She was fast, but not fast enough to stop the wind from slicing through her skin.