Sacred Killers - Akuma no yoru

Intensity

Unknown - ?

Kairo, once again woke up in the room, but this time when he looked around, he couldn't see anything. His eyes were covered by a blindfold and his hands and legs were bound together while he was on the ground. He also had a cloth of some sort tied around his mouth so he couldn't speak or make much noise. He started to struggle, and panic, all while Kyutaro watched, crouched down right in front of him.

[Kyutaro] Good, you're finally awake?

Kyutaro lowered the cloth from Kairo's mouth, now he could hear Kairo's breath, breathing hard and heavy.

[Kairo] I-I can't see! What's on my face?! W-where am I?!

[Kyutaro] Don't worry about it, just stay quiet and listen or else. Now that you've given up your freedom to me, I can do whatever I want to you, correct?

[Kairo] Please...

[Kyutaro] Ah! You gave up your freedom, so a lost soul could survive, yet he didn't, so now you have no say as to what you can do with your own life. Right now, I control you.

[Kairo] *panicking* No, no...This isn't how it's supposed to be.

[Kyutaro] Well it is now, you made your choice. You want to play the all mighty hero and try to save useless lives, so I'll show you what happens to people that do that now.

[Kairo] I-I'm not a hero! I can't stand around and watch as innocent people die!

Kyutaro kicked Kairo in the face before grabbing him by his hair and pulling him up slightly.

[Kyutaro] You can't save everyone, especially if you can't even save yourself.

Kyutaro grabbed a blade out of his coat pocket and held it to Kairo's face.

[Kyutaro] Seems like you still care a bit too much.

Kyutaro inserted the tip of the blade into Kairo's cheek, before slowly slicing down.

Meanwhile - Yokai City

Misuke, along with the others, faced off against Kinoshiba's men. They were easily slicing through them with little to no effort, not even needing energy. By now, they were already full of blood, Misuke and Yokeitanto both having a bit on their faces as well.

[Misuke] It just doesn't end, and then those right there, they're a hassle.

[Yokeitanto] You're managing just fine, just keep it going.

One of the higher ranked men lunged forward, clashing with Misuke.

[???] Who may you be? I've seen your face somewhere.

[Misuke] Maybe so, that won't stop you from dying here.

The man dashed back and removed his cloak. He had medium length black hair, a slight mustache, and he wore dark clothing. He was around the same height as Misuke, and slightly leaner in muscle.

[Maku Yashiba] Misuke Itamori, I knew I had recognized you.

[Misuke] Ahh, well if it isn't Yashiba, who would've guessed someone like you would've joined Kinoshiba's ranks.

[Maku] I'm practically free, why wouldn't I?

They continued to trade strikes, clashing back and forth as they spoke.

[Misuke] I'm surprised you survived in a world like this. I wonder how you got past Tajima, that must've been hard.

On Maku's left eye there was a scar on his eyelid.

[Misuke] You definitely didn't leave unscathed.

Misuke struck down with his katana but Maku reacted with a parry, swinging his katana with great force against Misuke's blade, causing his arms to fly upwards.