A Second Chance At Redemption (Sin)

Breathing and heart rate has now returned to normal status, being slowly but effectively OKAY with death standing in front of him. An invitation to prove him to death, I mean what could happen? Death might just take sixteen souls in the event of even trying to take on death but what’s sun without a little rain right? His mind shifted between trying to choose his battle to ducking and picking up his very average sword but kept his armed arm down for the purpose of a bit of time – Feeling and understanding that maybe he was joking for a split second but it wasn’t really a time for a joke. This wasn’t life but death. Death himself drew his blade, sixteen noticed its sharp and different feature from Sixteen basic blade – If Death didn’t take his sword he took mental note to upgrade his weaponry.

Silence took over the moment, only actions will speak . . .

By the time he took that step back from the assassin sixteen took in a gracious amount of air into his lungs before his right arm went up pointing to the right side of his body with his Katana blade pointing towards death himself as he pulled it closer to his cheeks, using his left hand to grab a hold to the hilt as his legs parted. Eyes and mind focused on a now hostile target – All fear and limitations escaped his aura the moment he pushed out of that air from his mouth. It was time to make a move, blazing speed he circled his target and at his speed this would show Death his current super power and just a bit of his tactic. Moving maybe 250 mph about 7 meters from his opponent you could see the wind picking up through the air as he busted forward and swung upward from behind him to give him a slash on his back to start it off. He had three expectations … let’s see which one DEATH meets.

Shi watched the man gather himself. discipline... he had some...but he was lacking all the same. The man disappeared. Shi knew the tactic all too well. you reposition yourself behind the target. It was child's play, though the display of speed allowed Shi to truly appreciate the ferocity of his movements. Then again, Shi Ryurou trained along side his "Brother in arms" Redline, whom moved at an astounding 1000+ miles per hours. To him, seeing and anticipating this was of no consequence. "Toll the knell which summons they to Heaven or Hell." Shi said, the sword, Shisoul immediately transforming into a scythe. Shi, using his sandals and bandages, shadow-stepped backwards. With superior fighting reflexes, and moving faster than light, he reappeared behind 16, whom swung upwards. Shi's scythe reappeared as well, the blade gently caressing the throat, the curve blocking off all area's of escape, if 16 even breathed too harshly, his jugular was sliced.

"Impressive speed, decent form... but the difference between you and me?" he said, almost as if posing a question. His red eyes squinting at the man. "You rack disciprine." Shi said, and suddenly he vanished again. This time using the remainder of his teleport distance to reappear twenty feet away. His scythe, the fully unlocked version of Shi-soul began to glow with a green eerie flame, and darkness befell the area...isolating them form all other life... no sounds could be heard, nothing other than Shi could be seen by 16 most likely, and he would be able to smell absolutely nothing. "It's over...you've already died." He said, his mouth not moving. He would test the man's mental power as he now used the (lv 10) illusions to deceive his mind and ender three of his more powerful senses useless.

He lost literally everything, his tactic and form was enough for sixteen primitive minds to be able to capture in a deadly manner. It wasn’t enough; everything in that moment wasn’t good enough as everything faded from him. Dearh was most definitely no push over and in an instantly not only his combat tactic fell but listening to death speak was also fading. Everything was fading and his mind couldn’t catch anything and in an illusion he was trapped and everything he felt he had he was losing at a rapid timeframe – Now. His senses are switching on him so he could feel but then again he couldn’t. Could hear but then again it was silence and he didn’t even know where his opponent was … he was making his mind precept. When you are a highly intellectual being and you are unable to understand things, it might take time …

[End Topic: 16 got trained and was taken under the wing of Death himself.]