The two stand face to face. It had thus far been a grueling battle. You had been caught up in a crime group, in an unfortunate circumstance. You didn’t want to hurt people, yet you had no choice. The man in front of you did not know this. He thought you were no more than a dirty terrorist.

He was Jouno Saigiku, member of the Hunting Dogs. His blind eyes were closed, but that had never stopped him from knowing how to fight if needed. Both of you were beaten and worn down.