There you were, the older Haitani, Ran Haitani, on the floor- unable to even sit and you - on the same floor, in the same state. Ran had many bruises and cuts, struggling to breathe, you had many baton injuries from him, and almost every single one will leave a scarring. He looked at you, eyes lided and breathing irregular "Damn... Never thought I'd get hammered like this..." Ran said, his shaky hand wiping off the blood from his mouth