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When you die, you are complete
When you live you must compete
Can the light outway the dark
Can you go and leave your mark...

What was the captain doing? Akumi was obviously free from the demons control, and yet she still attacked. Kiyoshi wouldn't let this continue. he was rather unimpressed with the captain. It had gone far beyond protecting the city from demons. Now it was a vendetta. "What is wrong with you!" Kiyoshi yelled out. "She screamed in terror! She's exhausted! She is free from the demons control, and yet you still use your cruel magic on her!" Kiyoshi could feel something coarsing through him. The need to protect someone raged all through his body.

Kiyoshi's eyes narrowed, and his hair became lighter in color, even though it didn't seem possible. He spun his spear quickly around him, showing that he was not as inept and helpless as he seemed. his skill with the spear could almost be seen as intimidating as he weaved and twirled it around his body. "That's enough of this!" he commanded as he swung the shaft of his spear at the military captain.

When you die, you are complete
When you live you must compete
Can the light outway the dark
Can you go and leave your mark...

"Before you take any action, think about it. Imagine standing there as a creature holds someone dear to you. Imagine watching as the creature kills this person." Kiyoshi continued to try and reach out to whatever good lied inside the masked man. He hoped that there was plenty of good and plenty of morals in him. He gripped his spear tightly, ready to intervene if anyone tried to take another action against Akumi.

Kiyoshe turned then to the captain, who was now in a very frightening state. Kiyoshi was somewhat intimidated, but refused to show it. "If the person closest to you was posessed by a demon, would you drain them until they were dead? Would you!?" He pointed his spear at the woman. He was beginning to think that this captain was nothing but a selfsish heartless being who let duty and vengeance interfere with everything.

So when I'm crying alone
Yeah, when I'm cold as a dying stone

Grow me a garden of roses
Paint me the colors of sky and rain
Teach me to speak with their voices
Show me the way and I'll try again

In the dark, a horror sounds
The devil comes to do his rounds
If you live to expectation
He'll grant you regeneration...

Another close call. Had Kiyoshi not been there, Akumi would be diced. She quietly sighed with relief. She was exhausted. She could do nothing. It would be a few hours probably before she would be able to use any magic. She could barely lift her knife with the skill she could have minutes earlier. She had acted out her own little version of an exorcism, and yet still, the woman was not convinced. Was she able to see through Akumi's act, or was she just that bent on destroying anything that even said the word demon? Akumi couldn't tell anymore.

Something that Akumi could tell was that her eyes were getting heavy. She barely had any energy left. She felt as though she would collapse soon. Pain still coarsed through her, and she had two blades breaking the skin on her neck. She was starting to think that soon, her disguise would wear off. Not necesarily the hidden wings, but the eye color. The wings were easy to hide. The fake eye color was another story. "Kiyoshi... It hurts... Save me..." She really needed someone to hurry up and set her free.

When you die, you are complete
When you live you must compete
Can the light outway the dark
Can you go and leave your mark...

The sound of clanging metal rang as Kiyoshi dropped his spear. He had let it go when he took the punch from the captain. He looked up to see that the blade was being swung again. This time, he had no chance to retrieve his weapon, and he knew it. His only chance was to take the hit for his sister, and that is what he did. He stood firm, and strong, and closed his eyes, bracing himself for the strike. It felt as though hours had passed before the pain struck him. It began in his right shoulder, then ran through to the rest of his body. His scream sounded through the entire tower, and the blood stained his shirt. His eyes opened, and he saw that the blade was deep in his shoulder.

"Somebody... had once said... that the needs of the many... Outweigh the needs of the few... But some people are worth more than others." Kiyoshi could barely speak. "What if one is worth more than many... Who's needs out weigh who's?" His breathing was heavy. His face was scrambled, showing the amounts of pain he was in. Slowly, he extended his left. It started as a faint glow, then it grew. Somehow, Kiyoshi fired a beam of light at the captain, despite the fact that some sort of enchantement had blocked all previous attempts of magic.

"Shinobi"

XXX XXX XXX XXX静かな戦士

"the Silent Warrior"

Narinthe stood as she screamed in her pain, his silver, polished blades running with tainted blood. His red eye of the same hue glowed slightly more, as if he was either angered by the sight, or pleased--no one would exactly know or expect which one it was. Narinthe despised killing unless he knew it was for a just reason--in fact, he hated getting into real fights as well. But she had killed, she was willing to do it again. She got inside Tenepolis, the place he felt a need to protect.

She continued her act as the captain began leeching her energies. The man moved back an inch as her wings flailed and twitched upon her back violently, before they faded into her skin. He returned to his spot, his arms having barely moved. Though all of this might have gotten to the captain, to Kiyoshi, he could feel it in her blood that flowed, in the air he stood in: she was as demonic as ever.

Kiyoshi's pleading almost broke the resolve of the Shinobi. He knew what it was like, to have someone taken. In fact, he knew what it was like to have everyone taken from your life in violence. It was why he wandered, why he didn't speak. But, all the same, he knew that was why this woman had to be stopped, herself. She took people from their lives with no discretion, with no reasoning. It was in her nature, but it wasn't acceptable to him. In order to stop a massacre, one life had to be stopped. And he'd shoulder the regret and the burning dislike for his actions later..

As the fight broke out, Shinobi felt himself jerk slightly, as if a desire to come to the Captain's aid. This guy.. he sensed from the start Kiyoshi was something that'd bite him later.. He looked down at Akumi, ill-intent in his eye. For just a oment, perhaps it may have looked like his true nature showed: The desire for death written all over his gaze. It was over, it had to be over now. He had to assist the Captain with the hell he helped start.

He tensed both arms, and pulled them together, through her resisting flesh. The noise was enough to make him want to stop. The smell was even worse, the smell of fresh blood in a large amount: a fatal amount. It spurted from her neck, coating his hands and his weapons.

With a bloodied face, the man surged forward, letting her body drop, and arrived beside the Captain within a blinding moment. His eye, burning with anger, it's glow having been increased, was now accented by droplets of blood spatter, as his blades sill ran with it, the blood dripping was audible to a trained ear. His eye stared with no emotion. He had to hold his self-loathing, and loathing for the demon herself from them to see.