No Longer Human (III)
[Present]
"Hff…"
Standing in the repugnant tunnel, the silver-haired man held his chest, breathing out as he could feel the health of his heart deteriorating with his pulse becoming erratic.
'My whole life is flashing before my eyes. That's not a good sign, is it? Funny how that works,' he thought.
"—"
Something dunked into the water, causing it to ripple around his boots as he witnessed something moving beneath the surface.
Sifting through the murky waters that persisted through the tunnel, the man readied himself as the unknown entity quickly swam through the shallow stream.
'Looks like this way isn't completely unguarded after all,' he thought.
Summoned into each of his hands were weapons forged from shadows themselves, solidified into the shape of daggers as he wrapped his fingers around their pitch-black handles.