Out of rhythm

He stood unready

With his knees weak

His arms were heavy

There was blood all over

his clothes already

But he still had the energy

to throw a punch

a barrage of them

maybe just a bunch

but something wasn't right

it was just a hunch

He could evade properly

In a weak state,

but when he was strong,

his reflexes came a bit late

There was no logical answer

for him to intake

and the more he thought of it

the more he couldn't think straight

Well leave that aside

and throw a bolt

of lightning

about a thousand volts

to your opponent

and give him a jolt,

and make him hop around

like a little colt

that's how things were

supposed to have gone

but Shiro tried

and couldn't get it done

the armored man threw it back,

and it dawned

on Shiro that

a real fight was on.

Very soon after

there was no sign

of laughter,

just the sound

of clash and clatter,

and a one sided fight

was the matter

but Shiro wasn't waiting

to receive batter

so he dodged to the side

and did a counter

It was a good one

EXCEPT,

what happened next

he didn't expect

his counter was blocked

and it was all reset

to where his opponent's attack

was set

to hit his chest

a second time yet

Shiro thought of the punch

that had him done

it felt like a thousand

though it was one

his ability to move

was already gone,

he tried to gather strength

but there was none

He tried to speak

but uttered no word

it was then that

the armored man drew his sword

It could be seen that the battle was over, and that Shiro had lost. He couldn't move any part of his body, he just laid there as the armored man walked slowly towards him, dragging his sword on the ground.

Shiro laid there listening to the clanking sounds the sword made as it dragged along the floor.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah" he constantly uttered, as if he was trying to say something, but it was already too late. Shiro watched as the sword came down on him; straight to his heart and twisting more than once.

His entire body had run, he could no longer feel his heartbeat (of course he couldn't feel it, anyone feels a beat after all that twisting should be scared of himself ) and his vision was getting hazy.

"So this is death" Shiro thought not minding what was going on.

Before everything turned completely dark, Shiro heard a loud voice yell "Aka'nchawa" then he saw a bright light that illuminated his entire field of vision, and felt himself getting picked up. Shiro couldn't help but wish, that his saviour should have come earlier.