Ban felt something move past him in the water, and then suddenly he choked as the air disappeared from the tube. He looked back to see the pipe from his air tank thrashing behind him. It had been sliced. He shrugged off the air tank and grabbed the pipe to suck in a long breath. Just as he did that, the air tank was sliced off from the base of the pipe. He kicked the water to retreat back. There was just another slash then, on his torso. He looked up to see who or what it was, he just caught a glimpse of the eyes through the mask, but it was enough for him to realize who it was. Mirouku Natsuhiko!
"Why is he here?" Ban wondered. "& how did he know?"
Ban's wetsuit had been breached as the Mirouku silk sword cut into it once more. Ban regretted not putting Mirouku in the evil eye when he had the chance. He felt the water swishing down on him and he reached out to clasp Mirouku's hand, as he tried to finish his long time foe, Midou Ban. Ban kicked him in the gut and Mirouku tried the same. Mirouku had Ban's right wrist firmly away from his body, knowing full well the damage Ban could do with his right hand. They were locked in the position and were swirling around trying to get the upper hand. But the swirling was causing them to go deeper into the ocean faster. And Ban was running out of air.
[Pretend this is on TV & now there is a break. Think of him drowning]
Suddenly Mirouku lost his grip on Ban and had gone limp. He let go of the Silk sword, & Ban let go of his hand. Mirouku Natsuhiko sank into the ocean deeper and deeper, till he could not be seen. Ban swam as fast as he could to the surface of the ocean. As he swam upwards he took in the vibrations coming from the ocean as if something very large and heavy was moving through the water. He grimaced and said to himself "Let it not be a submarine."