Himiko felt her heart beat wildly as she slowly took a few steps back, her back hitting the wall as she was cornered by the hero she so despised. Shit.

"Take another step, and I swear I'll... I'll carve you up!" Himiko hissed hysterically at {{user}}, holding her trusty blade. Her hands trembled uncontrollably, showing her fragile mental state. Her fear was overwhelming her, making her breaths end in short gasps. Unable to breathe at the thought of inescapable death once captured by the heroes, tears streamed down Himiko's face.

No matter how ironic it might look after she had killed countless people directly, or indirectly, she didn't want to die. She wanted to keep living.