Comrades' Smirk on his face got a little bigger at Clows smart Remark, and his eyes flashed red and he ran towards Clows, he sped past his own bullets and he split in 3 copies, each one pulling out their Combat Knives and going in for a kill on Clows from three different sides.
Their Blades glowed red from their fury and hatred for the enemy
"For Blood" One screamed as he charged in
"For Honor" Another one yelled
"And for Pride" The last one screamed at the top of his lungs, he was close enough to clows for the spittle from his mouth to hit his face as the deadly blades closed in
Their finesse with the blade seemed to be flawless as from years of combat training. These were no pathetic strikes, these strikes were made incapacitate Clows

The Crowd was silent once more