Shibusawa is half sitting-half lying, leaning on the cold white wall. He's badly injured.

Blood is dripping from back of his head, mouth and nose, after he has been thrown to the floor, but he is somehow still conscious. He looks even more pale, than ever.

He can't stand up due to the weakness and pain, which he's enduring. He hasn't any of his strength left. His fate is now in your arms.