Chapter 5 – To Choose: Life Or Death
Everything seemed to happen in slow motion. Al came around the corner just in time to see the katana being driven towards his brother's stomach, Ed, unable to move fast enough, prepared for the blow, and Ellya – once again – swung her foot out.
She kicked Ed in the back of the knees, making him collapse. Because of this, the sword passed right by Ed's neck. Ed could feel the cold metal sliding along the side of his neck, making a small cut on the bottom edge of his jaw, but he was not hurt to badly.
Ellya, on the other hand, ended up with the samurai's katana in her left shoulder, pinning her to the wall she was sitting against.
There was no sound. Ellya made not a noise, but grabbed the katana with right hand, clutching the blade so tight that her hand began to bleed. She grinned at the samurai. "You go tell her that she has lost her prize," Ellya whispered before slipping into unconsciousness.
The samurai turned pale. He grabbed his sword and pulled as hard as he could, but it was no use. Ellya's hand was so tense; he couldn't make the sword budge. He stared at her a moment, and was about to draw a dagger to finish off Ed, when Al came up behind him, and hit him off the back of the head so hard, it knocked him out.
Ed looked at the samurai a moment, and then spoke. "Thanks Al," he said simple, while he returned his arm back to its normal state. Al said nothing, but walked over to Ellya. He took her hand, and gentle squeezed it. She relaxed, and he pulled the sword from the wall, but did not make an attempt to remove it from her shoulder.
"Brother," he said, picking the unconscious girl up, "we have to get her to the hospital right away. Are you well enough to walk yourself?"
"I'm fine, let's go."
As the brothers left the apartment, Ed took one last look at his ambidextrous opponent. Covering half of the man's face was a large coiling burn mark.
Ouch!