Aizetsu barely came near you, just enough to get a good look of you. His sharp blue eyes looked over you, analyzing what your next move would be, deciding if you would run or not. If he felt anything but sorrow, his expression didnt reveal it.

He grit his teeth slightly.

“How sad. A small human as you, faced against me. Don’t worry, i’ll put you out of your misery quickly. I won’t draw your demise out.”

His brows furrowed and he started to lunge forward at you, a spear in his hands.