Chapter 14

Kiagi watched as the ominous shadow grew and covered the light shining through the door of the Dragon's Eye. Hmm, He mused curiously Time for a party.

*CRASH*

The wall crumbled as a massive figure stepped through the hole he had created. The glimmer from the massive Dao sword in his hand illuminated the front of the store. Kiagi whistled as he jumped off the counter and looked up at the near seven foot swordsman. "Wow," He said impressed by the man's gargantuan stature, "You're one big stack of meat, aren't you?"

"This is Kinnii." The vice Chairman said, grinning. "Whenever we encounter 'difficult' people such as yourself, this is the man we call upon."

"Well, I can't say I'd blame you." Kiagi said "I'd probably use someone like him too if I were a coward!"

"DON'T YOU DARE SPEAK TO THE VICE CHAIRMAN LIKE THAT!" Kinnii shouted, raising his sword into the air and throwing it down to strike. But to Kinnii's surprise, his blade was stopped in mid-strike by Kiagi's finger.

"Cult of the Muscle Sword." Kiagi concluded, recognising the legendary fighting style. "You know, you really shouldn't be too reliant on weapons like this. There are so many ways to disable people like you. For example..."

He then ducked under the massive blade and quickly tapped several points on the larger man's right arm, causing his hand to spasm before dropping his sword and hanging limply. "A couple of taps to the right pressure points," He explained, "And you can render a sword hand completely useless."

Kinnii looked at his lifeless right arm and quickly became infuriated. He picked up his sword again with his left hand and swung it towards the sorcerer. "Oh, you really shouldn't have done that." Kiagi mused ducking under the sword again and repeating his actions again, this time attacking the left arm.

With both arms disabled Kinnii's rage grew and grew. "You BASTARD!" he shouted, charging towards Kiagi who dodged the massive man with extremely little effort.

"And now for the coup de grace." He said twisting behind Kinnii's back and striking several more pressure points causing him to black out and collapsing to the ground.

The look on the vice chairman's face was one of shock and awe at the display he'd just seen. "Oh...my...god!" He said concerned for his associate. "He killed Kinnii!"

"You bastard!" Wan shouted out in fear.

"What? Oh no, he's fine." Kiagi said reassuring him "He'll wake up in a couple hours with a bit of a headache and he'll be back to his normal swashbuckling self. Although he won't have any control over his bodily functions for a few days, so be careful when you put him back into the car or train or however the hell you got here."

I've never seen anyone do that to Kinnii before. The vice Chairman thought to himself before realising that their best card had been dealt and they'd still lost. Oh shit, now what do we do?

Suddenly, Wan had a plan. "I know what we can do, sir." He said producing a bucket. "We can make him change into his cursed form and use the distraction to capture him."

"Wan, that's brilliant!" the vice chairman said.

Kiagi was not so convinced. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." He said warning the two men. But of course, his pleas fell on deaf ears as they then prepared themselves for the oncoming chaos.

"You throw the water," The vice chairman said "And when he changes we'll quickly grab him."

"Right!" Wan shouted throwing the contents of the pail at Kiagi.

"You were warned." Kiagi sighed as the cool liquid hit him and triggered the change.

"5000¥ for a slice of watermelon?" the old man shouted staring at the prices in front of him. "Why when I was a kid, you could buy an entire bag of fruit for that!"

The shopkeeper stood there nervously and scratched the back of his head. "I'm sorry sir but there's nothing I can do about the prices." He said "The suppliers keep raising their prices so we have to try and cover our losses."

"I wanna speak to your manager!" The old man shouted waving his stick at the younger.

"Sir, I am the manager." He said, beginning to protest before the sound of rumbling echoed through the street and two charred Chinese men carrying a much larger man ran down the street. "What on earth is that?" The man's question was soon answered as a massive red and green dragon flew past them breathing fire as it chased the three men through the town.

"Only in Nerima," The old man sighed shaking his head. "Now anyway, back your extortionate prices."

Now that the coast was clear back in the Dragon's Eye, Bosu had finally decided to get up off of the floor and surveyed the damage around him. "I am NOT cleaning this up!" he protested before a mop and brush magically appeared in his hands.

"Yes you are." Kiagi said now back in human form as he walked through the giant hole in the wall. "That's still what I pay you for."

Bosu mumbled incoherently before putting the mop to one side and picking a corner to start the monumental task of fixing the mess in front of him."What happened to those Jusenkyo Prosecution guys?" the short bald man asked.

"Jusenkyo Preservation Society." Kiagi corrected, producing the massive sword from the pocket of his robe and placing it on the counter. "They won't be bothering us anymore."

"What'd you do, eat them?" Bosu sniggered as he started sweeping before eyeing the Dao Kiagi had claimed as a trophy. He gulped as he looked at the enormous blade and remembered how the massive man wielded it with the nightmarish force and ease that he did.

"Well let's just say you don't have to worry about making dinner now, friend." Kiagi answered smiling before heading into the back of the store. "At least not for me, anyway. Do we have any toothpicks?"