The Drugged Guardian

Elite entered one of the rooms, his heart filled with hope as he anticipated reuniting with Itsuki. However, as he laid eyes on his beloved student, his joy quickly turned to shock.

**Elite:** (softly) "Itsuki..."

Itsuki, seemingly possessed by a sinister force, launched an attack with his knives, catching Elite off guard. With lightning-fast reflexes, Elite barely managed to dodge the deadly assault.

**Elite:** (surprised) "What's gotten into you, Itsuki?"

As he regained his composure, Elite noticed something amiss in Itsuki's eyes. They seemed vacant and unfocused, a telltale sign that something was seriously wrong.

**Elite:** (worried) "No, this can't be..."

He realized that Itsuki appeared to be drugged and was trapped in a state of unconsciousness, a puppet under Sayo's control. A deep sense of concern washed over Elite as he understood the gravity of the situation. He needed to find a way to free Itsuki from Sayo's grasp and reunite him with their team.

With a surge of determination, Elite activated his fighting domain, a powerful aura surrounding him as he rushed toward the drugged and controlled Itsuki. His movements were swift and precise as he aimed to reach his student and break the hold that Sayo had over him.

**Elite:** (focused) "Hold on, Itsuki! I won't let her control you!"

The intensity of the battle between Elite and the controlled Itsuki continued to escalate. Itsuki's relentless attacks and Elite's skillful dodges created a fierce exchange of blows, each move carrying the weight of their unbreakable bond.

Elite, in the midst of the struggle, came to a grim realization. The only way to free Itsuki from Sayo's control was to engage him in battle and defeat him. With a heavy heart and unwavering determination, Elite decided to fight back.

**Elite:** (with resolve) "I have to do this, Itsuki. For your sake."

Elite shifted from defense to offense, countering Itsuki's attacks with his own strikes. The room echoed with the clash of their skills, a testament to the depth of their martial arts training and the strength of their connection as teacher and student.

The fight was a breathtaking display of martial arts prowess. Itsuki's controlled attacks were lightning-fast, while Elite's counters were precise and graceful. The room became a stage for their intricate battle, where each move was met with a perfectly timed countermove.

Itsuki spun in a whirlwind of slashes, his knives flashing dangerously, as Elite gracefully evaded and parried, his movements like a dance. The battle took them from one corner of the room to another, the combatants displaying a deep understanding of their respective styles.

Itsuki lunged with a series of quick jabs, but Elite skillfully blocked and countered with spinning kicks, sending Itsuki stumbling backward. The momentum of the fight was relentless, and both combatants remained locked in combat, each determined to emerge victorious for their own reasons.

Itsuki's relentless onslaught was gradually gaining the upper hand in their fierce battle, and Elite found himself struggling to keep up. As blows rained down upon him, Elite knew he needed to find a way to turn the tide.

**Elite:** (gritting his teeth) "Come on, Itsuki, snap out of it!"

Elite's words were a plea as much as a battle cry. He desperately sought a way to reach his student, to break through the control that Sayo had over him. With each strike he blocked and each attack he evaded, he searched for an opening, a moment of vulnerability that would allow him to free Itsuki from the darkness that had engulfed him.

As the battle raged on, Elite realized that it was time to use his most powerful technique, one that he had never employed before except in dire circumstances. With a determined resolve, he shifted the flow of the fight, leading Itsuki toward the culmination of their intense battle.

The room seemed to pulse with anticipation as Elite and Itsuki engaged in a rapid exchange of strikes and counters. Their movements were like a choreographed dance, each step carefully calculated. The tension in the room was palpable as they circled each other, searching for openings.

Itsuki launched a powerful series of strikes, driving Elite backward. Sensing an opportunity, Elite shifted his stance, drawing upon all of his training and inner strength. With a swift, spinning movement, he executed his final technique, a move that had been passed down through generations.

Elite's attack was a dazzling display of martial artistry, a whirlwind of precision and power that left Itsuki momentarily stunned. As Elite's strike connected, it broke the control that Sayo had over Itsuki, shattering the drug-induced trance that had held him captive.

**Elite:** (with a fierce determination) "This is for you, Itsuki!"

The room fell into a momentary stillness as Itsuki's eyes cleared, and he regained his senses. He looked at Elite, recognition dawning in his eyes, and a sense of relief washed over him.

**Itsuki:** (softly) "Elite...."

With the battle behind them, Elite took a moment to explain everything to Itsuki. He described how Sayo had drugged him and controlled his actions, leading to their intense fight. Itsuki listened, a mixture of gratitude and guilt filling his heart.

**Itsuki:** (reflective) "I can't believe I fell under her control..."

**Elite:** (compassionate) "It wasn't your fault, Itsuki. Sayo's power is formidable, but we've broken her hold on you now."

The weight of the situation hung heavily in the room as they considered the possibility that Amane and Fuji might also be under Sayo's influence.

**Elite:** (concerned) "We need to find Amane and Fuji quickly. They might be in the same state you were."

Itsuki nodded in agreement, a renewed sense of purpose filling him as he joined Elite in their mission to rescue their friends and family, knowing that they couldn't afford to waste any more time.