You were fighting him. A battle that you thought could never end. A losing one, at that. He was just toying with you at this point. Right as you went to land a hit... Right as you almost sliced his hands off to disarm him of his fans... You were the one that had no katana and next thing you knew; you had several slash marks as you lay on the ground.

You struggle to breathe. The shock also consuming you from how fast he truly was. The Uppermoon stood over you, smiling.

“Want to try again?”