[Akira]

The mighty berserker watched as he slashed at the deformity, hoping he would land a direct hit with the neck ending the fight quite prematurely. Unfortunately, the attack didn't hit right on but still had some serious conclusions. It seemed, the freak had moved out of the way to stop himself from getting beheaded but had put his mouth in harms way, which was then severely cut by the sharp Katana of the Samurai. The blood started to stream yet the beast still stood.

All of a sudden there was another hellish sound, like the Giroan Berserker had heard earlier, which then culminated to a sadistic laugh, that almost seemed as if the creature were possessed by a demon. The monstrosity then looked at the warrior and started to make his way towards him. Eventually he picked up his chainsaw and continued in the direction of the samurai. If the warrior were not to move, he would surely be cut up by the approaching chain saw. But the creatures attack couldn’t truly be this simple could it? There had to be something else that the creature was thinking at this moment. The samurai had only a short moment to think and make a decision. He had not been able to get too comfortable with his surroundings as of yet, but had still studied some of the key points in this small dark labyrinth. As the creature continued its march towards the warrior, he decided to slowly move backwards as to avoid the chainsaw. Just as he was doing this he remembered the perverted tools of torture that were all over the small tunnel. Just as this thought hit him, he felt a small piercing in the side of his leg.

'Damn it, I should have watched out for that saw blade.' he thought with a deep remorse for his mistake. Then he grabbed the saw and held it in his hands. Could he maybe stop the oncoming creature’s weapon somehow using this. It was much harder for him to concentrate with his wound. He felt his leg again. It felt very warm, which started to give way to a small river of blood. He continued to stagger backwards, throwing the occasional glimpse behind him, as to avoid any further gadgets that could inflict him with pain and possibly his death.

He viewed the old chain on the saw blade. It was extremely old and rusted. He decided to sever it with the help of his Katana, which sliced through the chain like butter. He now held two weapons in his hand. He threw the saw blade at the beast in a tomahawk motion and then proceeded by running towards him. Now the gruesome wretch may not fare so lucky, as it now has a saw blade coming towards it and a raging Samurai, armed with his strong blade, who has no other will then to kill him coldly and without mercy.