Quenching The Rage Of Burning Flames...

QUENCHING THE RAGE OF BURNING FLAMES...

PUUUCHI

The sword was drawn out of Hiroshi's stomach and immediately, the young man's leg succumbed to the weakness and he landed on both knees, barely stopping himself from falling on the ground by using his sword as a support.

CLIIIIIINK

The sound of the sword being sheathed echoed throughout the silence as Kora slowly turned his back to his defeated opponent and walked away.

"How..." The whisper was barely heard as he stopped in his feet wondering if it was a hallucination.

"How did you do that..." The words once again rang out as Koro gave a side glance at Hiroshi who was crouched on his sword, a pool of blood formed underneath his feet.

"You're like a falling snowflake, very unpredictable. But how can you have forgotten your weakness, the weakness of a falling snow..."

"The weakness of a falling snow? What's that?" Hiroshi asked, almost like he wasn't even bleeding out from his stomach.