A/N: And here's an update. Enjoy!

Dropping the corpse, the attacker turned around and stared at the remaining hunters with a face devoid of all emotions.

"Get him!" the burly hunter that had captured Sakura screamed in fury as he and the rest of the hunters attacked.

The assailant brought his arms to his chest level, clapping the palms of his hands together. A blinding blue light issued from them as he drew them apart and a sword materialized in the space created.

He sprang from his place like a voracious animal. A hunter ran towards him, magic sparkling from the tips of his fingers as he readied a spell while the attacker swung his sword. The hunter's magic shot out towards him in the form of barbed tendrils of dark energy and the blade of the assailant's magical sword cut through the air, reflecting the brilliant lightening that split the sky.

What came next happened so fast that Sakura barely had time to register it.

Faster than lightening flashing across the sky, the attacker dodged every single one of those spiked vines, slicing through them with practiced ease. Before the sliced strands could even hit the ground, he was he was crouched atop the unmoving body of the hunter, who had a gaping gash running across the length of his torso starting from the tip of his shoulder blade and ending some near his pelvic region. Blood oozed out of the wound, mixing with the rain and creating a puddle of translucent crimson.

A bolt of magical lightening shot at him, but he did not move from his perch. It struck and the corpse of the dead hunter flared up in a blazing inferno.

"You idiot!" The burly hunter at the only mage left alive in the group of hunters. "We were supposed to bring him in alive."

Sakura found herself unable to breathe as she stared at the flames in horror. The aura was still present, caressing her magical core, coaxing it out to expel the drug from her system but she had seen its owner become a victim of that lightening attack. Shouldn't the magic have died out with the master?

Did it mean that he was still-

"Raitei…" the emotionless voice provided her with the answer long before he stepped out into open view. With the forefingers of his left hand pressed near the tip of the blade, he took a couple of steps closer to the five hunters that remained. A slight narrowing of his eyes to express his distaste was the only bit of emotion she witnessed on his face as he completed the spell, "…Shourai."

Lightning, similar to the one that had incinerated that corpse of the hunter crackled and flashed towards the mage who was frozen in place with fear. The magical attack caught him dead on and Sakura was sure that his dying screams would haunt her for the rest of her life as he got burnt alive.

The remaining hunters snapped into action, opening fire at him but just like last time, the forest green aura flared to life and took care of the darts. In less than a second, three of them were down, with only the burly giant left alive.

"I need more back up damn it!" the hunter hissed into his com-link as he observed his opponent with wariness.

"No amount of back up will keep you alive," the lack emotions in his tone made a chill go up Sakura's spine as she watched him approach the hunter. Fei's pawn was no match for the embodiment of a ruthless killer and the hunter knew it. He would be dead before he could even lift his gun if his opponent wanted but for some reason he was drawing it out. Like a cat playing with a mouse the killer played with the hunter.

Despite knowing that he stood no chance, the hunter decided to avail the small opportunity he had been given. He shot at the killer who all but lazily flicked his sword to deflect all the darts. Sakura wondered if the gun had been upgraded to magical cartridges since the hunter had not even once stopped to reload it.

This went on for a couple of minutes before the sword sliced through the barrel of the gun like a hot knife through butter. The hunter's blood splattered body and the destroyed gun both hit the ground at the same time. Thunder rumbled overhead and a squeak of fear escaped Sakura's throat.

Then there was silence and she heard nothing except the splattering of rain and the sound of her own heart hammering against her ribcage as blood pounded in her ears.

He relaxed his stance, lowering his sword as he turned around and Sakura found herself staring into a pair of detached, unemotional brown eyes. He took a step towards her as his brow furrowed and Sakura hurriedly scrambled back. Not that she could back away much, thanks to the fact that her hands were still tied behind her back and she was still lying on her side. But she tried to get away anyways until her back touched the wall behind her.

"Who are you?" he questioned as he walked towards her but his tone was still blank, rendering her unable to guess at what he might be planning to do to her.

She opened her mouth to answer but her voice got stuck in her throat.

"Who are you?" he repeated and if there had been any emotion in it, Sakura would have placed his tone as impatient.

"I-I…" her whole body felt frozen with fear although the chilling rain had probably contributed to it as well. Her lips were numb as she tried to form the words but all she could get out was a stuttered whisper. The aura left her core and began probing around in her mind for the information it was looking for making her feel lightheaded and dizzy. "S-stop…" she breathed, "pl-please…"

Immediately, the probing stopped but the aura did not back out.

Sakura could not tear her eyes away from the amber eyes, so unlike yet similar to the inquisitive ones that had been staring at her for more than a week. She could see the question lurking somewhere deep within their blankness as they searched hers. Something stirred inside her and she let out a pained moan as the curse mark on her shoulder grew scorching hot. Her vision swam as tears filled her eyes but then all of a sudden, as quickly as it had all began, it stopped as the soothing coolness of the seal placed on it enveloped her shoulder. Sakura blinked and let her gaze travel down to the arm that was holding the sword, taking in the black, circular tattoo and her breath caught in her throat. The pair of identical mirrored C's that adorned the middle of the tattoo had increased in number to five pairs, each one smaller than the last.

Her mind reeled.

Syaoran had magic. And he was acting like an entirely different person.

What the hell was going on? Why had the tattoo changed?

And the sword…

Oh God!

Syaoran had a sword sealed into his body. A magical sword no less.

Why…? Why did he have a sword sealed into him? Had it been done willingly?

Or had whoever kidnapped him done this to him?

But why would his kidnappers give him a weapon like that?

Everyone knew it hurt like hell when a weapon was sealed into a human's body and it hurt a thousand times worse when it was summoned but Syaoran had not even so much as flinched when he had summoned his sword.

Whe…

Her train of thought's came to a halt when she felt the deadly aura vanish from her mind, making her look up only to witness Syaoran's eyes roll to the back of his head as he collapsed near her legs. A newer, more familiar aura of a weak mage approached them. But Sakura's eyes stung too much for her to keep them open long enough to see who it was.

However getting a feel of the sky blue aura that came their way, she instantly knew who it could be. She heard a hurried pair of footsteps approached them and in less than a minute the owner of that magical signature towered above them.

A/N: I bet you weren't expecting that, were you? It was Syaoran all along.

I'd like to know at which point you guys realized it was him. I'll try updating faster next time, but I'm not making any promises. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, please leave a review and let me know. Feedback and criticism is always welcomed and appreciated.

Till next time.

Ciao!