Iori threw Yuki to the floor, she yelped as she hit the hard, wet surface. "You won't get away with this," she threatened. Iori lent down, locking eyes with her, "Oh, but I already have," he said roughly affixing the gag around her head. Slowly, he checked the rest of her restraints, softly kissing her cheek as he stood up straight. He turned, walking back towards the street, he paused, twisting his head sideways, "By the time you warn him, it will be too late…for both of you." His laughter rang through the alley as he strode away, sending shivers down Yuki's spine, his silhouette disappearing from her view as he moved onto the street.