Dark fell backwards by this weak kick. Due to his current state, the mirror knight received more pain and kept on coughing as if something was stuck in his throat; which felt very unpleasant.
After a load of coughs, the liquid coming out of his mouth appeared to be blood. Only the sight of it managed to anger him even more, causing him to rush towards his opponent with one hand pressed against a horrid injury and his sword in the other.
He managed to reach his opponent without collapsing and hit Meta Knight with his sword as he was too weak for any of his other abilities, causing him great worries as he wasn’t as skilled without those- but he could take this unarmed knight down, he thought.
He kept on smacking the other with his sword in an act of pure rage, saying a word everytime he did so. “Why. Don’t. You. Die?!” He groaned, not able to stop his violent actions because he knew he would collapse if he were to rest for a minute.
Each hit from his doppelganger caused Meta Knight to stagger backwards, in attempt to get away from the next strike, but it wasn't quite enough. He couldn't take much more of this and needed to think of a way out quickly.
In a desperate attempt he threw himself at Dark, trying to tackle him down. Neither were in very good condition and this was the only option Meta could think of, not seeing any route of escape from the attacks that were being unleashed upon him.









