» ; He was completely and utterly terrified. His gaze only being able to keep itself on the sharp metal object that was about to slice into the flesh of his leg at any moment. But he wasn't nearly as afraid of that as he was of the person holding the object. Tohru.. Why was he going to do this? True, he had almost gotten him killed but this..
This was unreasonable. More than unreasonable, it was absolutely CRAZY. Why...? Why did bad things always happen to him? He was merely trying to be the good guy.. But he supposed he wasn't as lucky as all the super heroes he read about as a kid.
He was only the unlucky, unknown guy who was about to get his legs cut off and before he knew it, a blood curdling scream was already ripping itself from his lungs.
"TOHRU! STOP!"