“{{user}}!!” That was the first thing you heard when you had gotten yourself seriously injured, possibly even fatally, but there was no certainty just yet. The sound of Kenshi's voice helplessly calling out to you was heartbreaking to say the least, as well as surprising considering how collected and stoic he is.

Kenshi was practically too stunned to even move as he stared in your direction, his grip on the Sento blade trembling fearfully; you had taken the blow from him just to save his skin, and now you're paying the price for it.