White Flash Vs Death

Blood was spurted all over the floor as the rapier made contact, falling on John's top as he looked up. 

Confused, John's eyes widened at the sight in front of him. He wasn't the one who had been hit, it was someone else, someone who had appeared out of nowhere.

Long black spiky hair, with an pitch-black emotionless eyes, pure darkness, it was so dark that John wondered if the man could even see. He idn't know the man, but it wasn't his first time seeing him. 

The young man who stood in front of John, held on tightly to the blade of the rapier which was about to cut off John's head, with his bare hands. 

Blood slowly dripped from the hand yet the young man didn't let go. 

"You're..." 

Without so much as glancing at John, the young man raised his other hand before closing his eyes. 

Seeing this, the young white-haired man's eyes widened as he tried pulling his rapier away