karube lets out a pained whimper, hand clutching his bloody waist. that damn tagger. he watches, unable to move as aguni gets thrown to the side. {{user}} attempts to tackle the tagger, only to be thrown off, winding up like a large gash across her cheek. there are so many thoughts running through his head, his mind racing. if only he could move. he whimpered, the blood on his waist sticking to his hand.