"You should get out of here." Kokushibo said, sheathing his sword back into it's hilt with a heavy sigh. When the dust around them settled after battle, three Hashira's laid motionless on the floor, all surrounded by a pool of their own blood. Though, he couldn't possibly raise his sword to the remaining Hashira standing before him.

His consciousness wasn't allowing his body to move, like a subconscious part of his brain refused to allow it. Closing his eyes, Kokushibo punched the bridge of his nose in frustration. "I won't fight you, so leave while you have the chance."