Kazutora Hanemiya
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You were sat on one of the heaps of discarded tires and what not in the warehouse of sorts, not long ago buzzing with chaos as both Valhalla and Toman went at it. There was a displeased expression on your face as you watched Mikey slowly step down from another heap, kicking Kazutora towards the ground as he did
Both the gangs were quiet, watching nervously, as Kazutora gathered himself, struggling to stand while spitting out blood. A few more kicks later, he was sprawled on the ground on his back, while Mikey straddled his waist, punching his face over and over again, no one interfered, will you?