The boys jaw was broken and for some reason he didn't opt to avoid the acid rain, an unfortunate lot for the boy and Ika figured it would be pretty rude to keep letting him flounder about. Ika activated Bakudo 26 and began to approach the boy undetected. He was sure the boy was trying to sense him but he couldn't, and because of that Ika decided to go in for the kill. Ika let the acid vaporize, further burning the boy as he revealed himself. Claws protruded from Ika's hands and he immediately attempted to jab them through the boys stomach at Shunpo speed. He would dig through as deep as he could if impact was made, trying to reach towards the boys spine if he could. "Just go out quietly boy.. Just go out quietly."

Maybe the boy still had some fight in him, maybe he didn't. Whatever the case, Ika pretty much felt he was in the driver seat.

As the boy stood quiet waiting to sense some sort of change to his surround. Maybe a fluctuation in anything, he would notice it was rather quiet. Almost too quiet. The man's presence was completely gone. This couldn't be good for him. He already had trouble sensing a pinpointed location while blind, so adding no location meant sora was about to be met with something else the man would deploy unto fate. This meant either take it, run, or counter. Considering he was blind, could not counter, and could not run away, he was only left with one option. Fate had spoken, the boy could see that clear as day. The only thing he could see. The boy would accept defeat once the man's presence had left, falling to his knees. He would grind his teeth to the further burns he sustained from the mans putrid design. This was the end for him, or so he thought.

Just then he would realize that maybe something could be done to counter, or at least deflect a blow of sorts. In that moment, Sora would create himself a large box, leaving himself completely covered. At least until it was broken. At best this may save him a few more minutes, but he was still sure it only delayed the inevitable.

Inevitable indeed for his box was too large. He would since the man once more, much closer than before, too close. There was no stopping him, he was trapped. A hand, cold and metal, would pierce his abdominal, reaching deeper and deeper. Nothing could be done, though still he would try to fight it off frantically, alas it would be for nothing as the man now felt and sensed would grasp the boys spine. At this point consciousness was no question, the boys lights would be out, a heart beat only subtle for another moment or two. Until silence reigned the field

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