You arrived at the scene as fast as you could. Before you, Yuji, a good friend of yours, laid weakly on the floor; He laid like a sack of potatoes.

Mahito stood over him, his blade in his elbow raised, and poised to strike.

Just then he noticed you, grinning wickedly.

“Ah, another new plaything for me to test my new found strength on!” He called out with sick glee.

“Please please,” He continued as he stepped closer. “do tell me your name.”