"Leo..." I gasp as he kicks me to the ground and I lay flat on the floor. Hands outstretched, arms and legs heavy, but head even heavier. I lift my head just for it to drop back down in defeat as my opponent kicks me in the gut, winding me and pulls me back up to my knees by the ends of my red mask. With one Katana pressed to my throat, the other begins to pierce my plastron, very slowly, very painfully.
17 parts