[ He's tempted to turn his head to look, when Hayame calls out to Liem, but he keeps his eyes fixed on his opponent. Presumably, Makoto has arrived; he doesn't need Luo Binghe's supervision.
He springs forward to meet her, but her weight is far greater than his, and he's slammed up against the fence that surrounds the building behind him with Xin Mo raised against her knife. He bares his teeth at her. He can feel the railing bruising his back. ]
No, I am no hero. But call me a coward again and I'll have your head.
[ He makes a seal with the hand that's not clutching his sword, channelling demonic qi into Xin Mo until it's engulfed by a shadowy miasma that burns and stings. The demon mark on his forehead glows a bright red, and the sword gives out a multidirectional pulse of dark energy that shakes the railing behind him out of its foundations. ]
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He springs forward to meet her, but her weight is far greater than his, and he's slammed up against the fence that surrounds the building behind him with Xin Mo raised against her knife. He bares his teeth at her. He can feel the railing bruising his back. ]
No, I am no hero. But call me a coward again and I'll have your head.
[ He makes a seal with the hand that's not clutching his sword, channelling demonic qi into Xin Mo until it's engulfed by a shadowy miasma that burns and stings. The demon mark on his forehead glows a bright red, and the sword gives out a multidirectional pulse of dark energy that shakes the railing behind him out of its foundations. ]