You see him lumbering towards you, Mahito pausing his fight with you to look at Nanami. He was your teacher, your mentor. Now he was a shell of the man he used to be. Half of his body burnt completely, his eye on that side gone. And yet, he still gripped his wrapped blade like he was just as strong as he was hours ago. He looks up at you, a softness in his eyes that you’d never seen before. He was giving up.