[There was no return of the intention to strike, nor even an ounce of recognition of Rin's words from Bel. Both his eyes were on Rin's leg, his posture and his shaky positioning, calculating in that top-class mind of his exactly how long he could sustain fighting with that injury alone. More were to come, of course, but a corpse made with just a few cuts was more impressive than one with haphazard marks in Bel's mind.]
[But, at the same time, that knife did pose a threat of making Bel bleed, and the prince couldn't let himself lose it just yet. He was top quality and this was a street fight- not worthy of his true genius at all. Plus, the game had just started as well. No use in ending it now.]
[He was still softly giggling as Rin prepared to strike at him, the still bloodied knife gripped firmly in his hand. Two more joined it from his sleeve, already attached with wires.]
Oh? Ushishishi~! Show me how well you can lose, then.
[With a flick of his wrist, those two knives went flying at the other boy, not allowing him any time to rest and almost in an attempt to make Rin take that strike at Bel.]
[The bloody knife stayed in his fingers. Bel decided he'd use that one to kill him off when this all ended.]
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[But, at the same time, that knife did pose a threat of making Bel bleed, and the prince couldn't let himself lose it just yet. He was top quality and this was a street fight- not worthy of his true genius at all. Plus, the game had just started as well. No use in ending it now.]
[He was still softly giggling as Rin prepared to strike at him, the still bloodied knife gripped firmly in his hand. Two more joined it from his sleeve, already attached with wires.]
Oh? Ushishishi~! Show me how well you can lose, then.
[With a flick of his wrist, those two knives went flying at the other boy, not allowing him any time to rest and almost in an attempt to make Rin take that strike at Bel.]
[The bloody knife stayed in his fingers. Bel decided he'd use that one to kill him off when this all ended.]