Thread: The Player(Sumi)

Kota watched with strange intensity, his eyes focused on the group before him as he seemed to become more and more intrigued as they went on. It was clear that they wanted her sword, yet he didn't quite understand why they would go to such an extent...to simpl attain one single sword. As she reacted he raised an eyebrow his eyes following her...relatively reckless attack, yet the manner in which the mans health bar dropped revealed...she did a shit ton of damage. It wasn't uncommon for the group to retaliate...but the fact that they were all ready to attack at once...created a sour taste in his mouth. Red thorn hm?Kotaro tasted the word in his mouth as he gently bit his lower lip, eyes furrowing together as he looked to the group once more. There was no plan, honestly...who in the fuck planned things anymore anyways? His fingers popped the sword out of it's sheath only slightly with his thumb as he began to stand up. Moving slowly, his silent step skill was relatively high so he was completely unheard. It was a brisk walk if anything, the group clearly not having noticed him which was simply beneficial to him. Then it happened, the first man raised his sword in an attempt to attack. Just as quick, Kotaro extended his left hand, grabbing the man by the shirt and pulling him backwards. At the same moment he swept his leg under his legs and forced him onto his back. As the man landed on the floor he used his foot and stepped on the mans face with a loud and audible crack. A single sliver of his health left, however he was incapacitated. Although he was all for violence of course, he was most definitely not a killer. All of you...get out of here before you do something stupid.Azazel spoke. The figures dark hair fell from the hood that obscured his face. His hand never shiftin from his sword as the group suddenly figured that they weren't going to face just the girl any longer. A smirk on his lips as he expected that to work, after his display of skill of course. Then again...no one said that robbers and murderers were intelligent people. The leader was the first to retaliate, the rest of the group following suit, their swords raised high as they brought it down against his body, over, and over and over. Metal upon his body created a sound which resonated throughout the area until the finally tuckered out satisfied with their display of skill. However they soon looked to his health bar, barely a sliver of his health was gone and he simply smiled. Bad choice.Kotaro spoke, his sword popping out of it's sheath. A large silver blade attached to a black hilt brandished itself as he produced a wide smile. The blade sailing through the air with ease, the speed and power behind it causing it to whistle with each move. Figures left and right dropped, once again with barely a slice of health left. It wasn't until he got to the boss that he paused. His foot brought down on his knees as he raised the sword to his chin, his eyes squinting as he looked to him. He wouldn't be able to see him obviously...but...it still was a natural habit. You despicable man...attacking a lady in a group...that's plain rude.Kota spoke, his foot pressed to his chest as he smashed the hilt of his sword against the mans face. Incapacitated, and nearly dead he turned to the figure in the middle of the bridge. His hand raised as he began to move it quickly back and forth beckoning her to leave. Run along now.