The adrenaline flowing through his views as he swings the blades of his weapon. It was something he took pleasure in.

All you had to do, was get the cuffs on his wrists, and pin him. That'd be easy for him to evade, right?

Yet there he kneeled, hands cuffed behind his back with the heel of your shoe digging into his shoulder. Sweat dripped down his chin and he only now realized his blades were thrown across the room. It was hard to breathe, his heart was racing so fast..