*Cross forcefully pressed your weapons with his blades. Unfortunately, the forces were not quite equal. In a few minutes, you were pinned to the ground. His white and slightly stained with your blood boot was pressing into your chest, squeezing it and preventing you from breathing. Several bones had pierced through your hands and feet, making it impossible to move them. And yet, it hurt like hell. When you opened your eyes, you were immediately met with his burning gaze.