Blade traced his sword against the rotting walls as he trudged down the halls with calculated steps.

He didn't seem to rush— because after all... A bunny can't hop when it's cornered.

“Come out.” Blade said blandly, “You know you can't hide forever.” Blade dragged the tip of his sword against the cold grounds; whilst you hid, you knew he was already behind.

Unable to run from sin, ready were you to succumb and writhe.

Slowly, you turned around to be faced to face with him.