The Ninja Epidemic
You run at him while he thinks he has the advantage and slamaa fist into his face. He stumbles back a few paces and counters your attack with a swipe from his blade which cuts open your throat. You fall back a step, clutching at the gaping wound with your hand. Blood flows over your hand like a flood. You try to breath but only pull the plasma into your lungs. You begin to choke on the blood and you fall to the ground gargling your life force while everything dims around you.
The pain isn't as bad as the fear of dying.
The pain isn't as bad as the fear of dying.