(A New Distortion, and the continuation of the battle between the mad dog and the error. Where will things go? Let us find out.)

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Distortion 52

Previously On Canon Distortion…

The Battle of Ragna The Bloodedge tournament was underway in earnest but immediately that was all ruined with the appearance of the Mad Dog Azrael. The Mercenary Bullet tried to stop the mad dog but due to circumstances that were beyond her control, the mad dog simply ran her down like she was a chew toy. Before anybody could get involved to save her, Sora Minakaze made the save instead, ramming a motorcycle in the Mad Dog's way. Now he stands in front of Azrael, ready to face off against him.

And Now, the Continuation of Canon Distortion

In the 6th Hierarchical city of Yabiko, far away from the arena that hosted the Ragna The Bloodedge tournament, laid the NOL branch of Yabiko where a small resistance had been gathering. Inside it's hallowed halls, one of these rebels, Noel Vermillion, couldn't sit still. She had been told by Kokonoe that her, Hunter and Jin needed to stay behind and watch the tournament on the screen, all to avoid risking Tsubaki seeing them before they were ready to execute their own plans.

There was a lot riding on this too, If she and the others failed to save Tsubaki from whatever the Imperator had done to the red haired girl, who knows what kind of tragedy would await them. But that was not the only thing that was going through Noel's mind at that moment as she decided that she was done watching the rest of the show. A lot of things had just gone wrong and now Hunter was risking exposing himself to try and provide Ragna and Kagura backup they needed.

As he went off to assist, Jin himself decided to continue watching the Tv to try and assess the situation that was placed in front of him. While Jin was doing that, Noel figured that she may as well not be in the same room he was in for now, deciding instead to go and visit someone else who had been lingering inside her mind for some time now. She stood in front of the door, taking a deep breath as she opened the door to a precious friend who right now was currently asleep.

Her bushy squirrel tail was the first thing to come into view, it's former brown lush hue now replaced with a white brush instead. The squirrel beastkin only wearing a hospital gown as small black and slimy substances were present on her body, particularly where her right arm was and the stab wound on her chest. This was her other friend, Makoto Nanaya and up until recently, she had learned that Makoto herself has been through a lot of hell for her own reasons.

To think that Makoto did all she did because there was another person that she and the whole world had forgotten, no was made to forget. To think that she pushed herself until she became like this because of said person. Even if she held her hand and could feel her warmth, without her soul, she may as well be dead right now. Yet she was not dead for her soul remained however it was in a place that she did not think was possible.

"Makoto… what were you thinking?" Noel said as her eyes now drifted towards the item in question that was responsible for doing this to Makoto. It was a simple blade, nothing special really. If you were to be told that this was a Nox Nyctores you would be laughed at as no Nox Nyctores would look as simple as this does. Yet at the same time, this was the weapon responsible for removing her friend's soul and was now currently holding it hostage.

Noel felt her hand drift towards the weapon as it laid vacant on the table but the stopped herself. "No Noel… Remember what Miss Rachel told you…" Noel said as she closed her eyes and thought about Rachel's words. "Noel Vermillion, A word of caution especially since you are the eye of the Azure. Do not in any circumstances touch this sword regardless of your curiosity." Rachel warned as Noel shook her head, looking at the sword once again.

"To think that Miss Rachel would go as far as to warn me about not touching it." Noel thought as her eyes once again laid a glimpse on the sword. Once again, the thought of using her powers as the eye of the Azure to see what this weapon was crept up her mind but the sense of unease she felt deterred her from doing so as she decided against looking at the weapon and return back to her unconscious friend.

Noel couldn't help but feel like she was guilty to an extent. Finding out the fact that the person that Makoto loved was the person used to save the person she loved weighed heavy on her mind. Sure she would have wanted for Hunter to stay alive but at the same time, it was not worth at the cost of causing another person to lose their own love of their life. If she could undo the damage she had done she would but that would also meant giving away Hunter's life.

"Makoto… I am sorry…" Noel apologized as she placed her face gently on Makoto's soft squirrel tail, feeling it's roughness as it had not been properly brushed and maintained for the past few days. Normally Noel would have been squealing and enjoying this softness but at the current circumstances and situation in front of her, she couldn't find it in herself to do so as she decided to go back and continue watching the arena broadcast if it was even available.

"When you wake up again… Let's have a proper talk… with Tsubaki too." Noel said, wondering if Makoto could hear her as she exited the room at that moment. As she did, she left at the moment where she would be unaware of what was happening next to Makoto Nanaya's body. The room, now abandoned and without witnesses would now play an important part as the simple blade began to tremble, shaking even as Makoto's body reacted to this action

..with her fingers...and then her hands slowly breaking down to Seithr…

"Dammit! Break already you stupid!" Ragna shouted, raising his blade and smashing it right on the steel barricade. Normally, such a barricade would be no problem for him but due to reasons, he was unable to access the Azure grimoire, the power that would enable him to use ars magus that would let him smash this steel barricade and the barrier ars magus behind it. For the time being, all he could do was just try and break the barrier with his own strength as Celica focused on healing Bullet while Rachel simply watched from the sidelines.

"Kagura! Any luck on your end!?" Ragna questioned as he turned to see Kagura unleash a ball of black flame but due to the presence of a certain woman in the area, the effectiveness of his black flames was not as good as it could be. "Nah. Damn I knew Celica's ability to reduce Seithr would affect Ars Magus but to think it would be this bad. Geez no wonder that mercenary got tossed around like a rag doll." Kagura said as he continued to unleash a few more shots of his black flames before stopping as he saw that his flames only caused a scorch mark on the metal itself.

"Hey Kokonoe! Can't you just teleport Hunter here instead of making him take the scenic route?! The longer we take trying to get in the longer we leave that guy with the mad dog." Kagura asked as Kokonoe chimed in at that moment. "I'm busy here with the coordinates for the dimension jail and I need all of the output that Tager can provide me." Kokonoe explained as Kagura was going to ask and question if Caroline could do it instead but held his tongue from saying that statement as he knew what kind of response she would have given him.

"Fine but tell Hunter to hurry up. The last thing we want is someone who is not part of the whole play dying because of our plans." Kagura said with a sternness in his voice as Kokonoe merely grunted upon hearing that. "You heard that Hunter? Get you ass over there already!" Kokonoe said before cutting off radio chatter to focus on her task as Ragna looked at Kagura at that moment. "You think the kid will make it in time?" Kagura questioned as Ragna sighed and stopped trying to slam his blade on the barrier as he said what was on his mind

"...He better if he wants to avoid having blood in his hands…"

Sora Minakaze fought with everything he had against the Mad Dog. Unlike most people in this world, he only had a few things going his way in most combat scenarios, his fighting skill and his drive that he still struggles to understand to this day. However for some time now, his drive was something that he could not use for whatever reason, so all he could do against Azrael was just use his years of experience to try and make the Mad Dog focus on him.

The good thing about his current situation right now was the restriction that had been placed on Azrael. Unless he showed fighting spirit, Azrael was unable to attack first even if he wanted to. So using that to his advantage, Sora had been trying to space out his attacks for as long as possible to force the Mad Dog to react to his attacks. This was how Azrael was forced to dodge Sora's attacks as Sora swung his sword down on Azrael's neck, attempting to bisect the man.

Before Azrael could unleash his counter attack, Sora immediately released his grip on the Rev Blade, immediately assuming a non aggressive posture. Azrael's fist froze before he could swing as Sora immediately grabbed the blade, letting his fighting spirit show for that brief moment as Azrael raised his hand to guard the attack instead, grabbing the sword as Sora felt the blade dig down on the Mad Dog's hand but no matter how hard he pushed, the most he could do was nothing.

"Come on now, Surely there is more to your power than what you are showing me right now." Azrael said as Sora pulled the blade out before Azrael could cause damage to it, sheathing it to try and use the restriction once again. However before he could, Azrael used the brief moment he was sheathing the Rev Blade to dash in quickly, leaving Sora little space as Sora was able to complete the sheath, activating the condition needed to restrain the Mad Dog.

"You know… fighting against you with this restriction has been quite the educational experience...for me?" Azrael said as he raised his hand and brought it down to try and give Sora a back pat. Sora however knew much better than to let this simple back pat touch his back as he saw a brief swoosh of air blow past him as Sora knew at that moment that Azrael was aware of how to play around his restriction.

'Damn, I was hoping to keep him locked down but there really is no choice but to keep fighting.' Sora thought as he took a deep breath and pulled out the Rev Blade from it's sheath, knowing how it was pointless to keep this constant fighting, not fighting pendulum and he should fight Azrael seriously. There were other ways he can exploit Azrael's restrictions as Azrael simply grinned. "Are you doing playing around? Because I am waiting for you to do something… anything." Azrael said as Sora shook his head upon hearing that and rushed for the Mad Dog.

But before he can attack the mad dog, Azrael moved in instead, attempting to give him a high five before raising his leg to try and trip him. These normal gestures were in fact attack patterns as Sora dodged the high five coming his way before jumping away from Azrael's foot trying to trip him. "Not bad… you actually both instinct and reflexes." Azrael said with a grin on his face as Sora took a deep breath upon hearing that.

'Great, the last thing I want to do is let the Mad Dog compliment me of all people.' Sora thought as he continued to dodge the barrage of high fives and trips coming his way as Azrael decided to mix things up and punch the ground instead. Rocks scattered to try and hit Sora as a result, forcing him to use the Rev Blade to block as he realized the Rev Blade was going to be a bit of dead weight and he needed speed for this moment.

Without even hesitating, Sora tried to transform the Rev Blade to it's arm form but Azrael, whether intentional or not was not going to let him as he suddenly appeared behind Sora, attempting to give him another back pat and came dangerously close to doing so as Sora rolled out of the way. Realizing he needed to create space, Sora decided to fire a shot from his magnum to force Azrael to back off.

The bullet flew from the barrel of the magnum and in what seemed to be a miracle, it struck Azrael at the head. Sora thought he had hit but he heard a strange sound at that moment which told him that the bullet he fired did not have the result it was intended for. Azrael then looked at Sora in the face, the bullet perfectly caught between his teeth as he playfully swirled the bullet around his mouth as Sora knew what was coming next as Azrael spat the bullet back at him.

With both accuracy and power, Azrael's bullet zoomed past him and struck Sora at the thigh. Sora held back the pain of screaming as he knew Azrael could have launched the bullet for his head or chest but decided to shoot the bullet at his thigh to try and prolong the fight for longer. Azrael then raised his hands up in the air and gestured with his hands. "Come on now, show me more." Azrael said as Sora knew he had to try and respond in kind as he hoped that the Rev Blade that another Caroline modified can at least rev up.

"Insufficient Seithr In The Area." Sora heard as he couldn't help but have his eyes widen up hearing that. He tried again only to get the same response. 'Are you kidding me?! Low Seithr right now!?' Sora thought as he couldn't believe what he was hearing at that moment. Was he really in a low Seithr area right now? Azrael couldn't help but raise his eyebrow at this sight as Sora had no choice but to continue to fire shots at the Mad Dog.

As he did, Azrael simply sighed and with the heel of his foot, smashed the ground hard enough to create a pillar of rock and stone to protect him from further fire. Sora was not surprised that Azrael would do something like this but when Azrael started to punch the pillar itself to launch projectiles at Sora that was when he knew he had his opportunity. Instead of running away, he chose to run ahead, letting the projectiles fly past him as Azrael was blindly launching projectiles instead of being accurate with his strikes.

Sora transformed the blade back to it's arm form at that moment as he knew this was his best chance to land a meaningful strike. He gritted his teeth and arched his back as he lunged forward, thrusting the rev arm through the rock pillar and striking Azrael at his stomach. Azrael grinned at that moment, able to feel the impact of that blow as he responded by grabbing the wrist of the Rev Arm, ready to smash Sora through the pillar and into his hands.

He pulled but felt the weight was much lighter than a normal person should be as when he looked down, he saw that he was actually holding a hand as without warning, a sucker punch came from his blind side and punched him right at the chin, causing him to let go of the Rev Arm as Sora quickly reattached the arm to quickly deliver another blow to Azrael's stomach. Azrael was not fazed as Sora continued to deliver a barrage of punches but they barely caused the Mad Dog to flinch before Sora sensed Azrael retaliate with a proper punch nearly taking his head away.

As Sora stepped away, Azrael cracked a small smile. "You know what… you are actually quite the slippery one but there's just one issue with that. You're starting to bore me." Azrael said as Sora's eyes widened upon hearing that. Was his strikes really that weak right now? "To be honest, I was hoping for something interesting to happen when you revved that weapon of yours but I was left disappointed. But at the very least I now know why everyone seemed to struggle against me." Azrael said as he shook his head.

"To think that there's a lack of Seithr in the area right now… but more importantly, why does that knife/arm of yours need Seithr in the first place? Seems like a waste in my opinion." said as Sora wanted to tell him otherwise but knew better than to just let the Mad Dog's taunts get to him. "In any other case, unlike the merc you are not really worth my time. So if you want me to play with you, you are just going to have to wait for me after I finish playing with the Grim Reaper and Black Knight." Azrael said before boldly turning his back towards Sora at that moment.

On one hand, he managed to do it. He managed to survive fighting against the Mad Dog and bought whoever was running this tournament the time needed to evacuate everyone before it got dangerous. On the other hand, he felt deep inside a growing hatred and anger. To think that the mad dog of all people would simply turn his back on a foe and not pay attention to him. To try and treat him like he was nothing in the first place.

Azrael could feel the hatred that was coming his way, the fresh fighting spirit that was eager to keep on fighting him yet knew how outclassed he was. Azrael felt it was his duty at least to try and push him towards a direction that would at least make him much tastier in the future. "Tell you what, If you can become slightly stronger or even show me something I have never faced before. I may even bother remembering why we even fought in the first…"

Before Azrael could even finish his sentence, he felt a suddenly sensation of pain course through his body as he looked down to see he had been stabbed at the stomach via a non fatal area. His muscles had instinctively bulged up to protect him from the blade plunging deeper but that was not the reason why he was shocked right now. When he had turned to face Sora, he was a good ways away but now he was suddenly in front of him, the fancy butter knife in hand almost fatally wounding him.

"Take that back...Asshole." Sora said, his eyes flaring up with anger as Azrael couldn't help but grin a little bit wider. "OH? What was that just now hmmm?" Azrael thought as he raised his hand to try and smash Sora down to the ground. The next moment he felt his back being slashed as Sora was no longer in front of him but suddenly at his blind spot. Azrael grinned even wider as he realized what he was experiencing was something he had never experienced before.

Normally, there are only two ways to move as fast as Sora was at that moment. It was either through the use of teleportation or being naturally fast. Azrael immediately ruled out both options as teleportation required some time and energy to pull off and the way Sora was moving, it would have been obvious and being naturally fast doesn't matter if the weapon you carry is not going the same speed you were capable of, and the Rev Blade from the brief moment he held it weighed quite a bit for what was supposed to be just a simple short sword designed to look like a messer.

"Hehehe…." Azrael chuckled before breaking out in a full laugh. Sora would have been laughing if he was in a laughing mood but he wasn't as his mind was filled with anger before he realized what he had just done. He then took one step back and immediately felt the pain all come rushing back to him, every inch of his nerves screaming out in pain as his spinal cord felt like it was going to snap in half. He had to support himself using the Rev Blade to prevent himself from fully becoming folded.

"Wonderful! Simply wonderful!" Azrael screamed as he turned to face Sora to see the backlash the technique he had just used caused. "To move as fast as you did and strike with as much force to boot. WHY DID YOU NOT SHOW ME THIS EARLIER!" Azrael shouted as flicked the small amount of blood he hand lost to the ground. "Come on now! Stand up! Show me more!" Azrael shouted as Sora struggled to recompose himself at that moment.

'Easy enough for you to say asshole. You aren't the one who feels like their body is going to break in half at any moment!' Sora thought angrily as he took a deep breath to calm down his nerves and the pain he was feeling at that moment. 'But at the same time, if this makes you look at me...acknowledge my existence, then I don't fucking care if this breaks me. I will make you acknowledge my existence!' Sora thought as his mind was consumed by one thing, not about making it back to the love of his life but making the Mad Dog acknowledge he lived, acknowledge he was here at this very moment.

"AZRAEL!" Sora yelled as he charged at the Mad Dog, firing a shot as he counted that he was down to his last bullet in the chamber and kept that in mind as he closed his eyes and focused at that moment. Azrael at first seemed disappointed when it seemed like it was going to be another slow moving bullet that was going to be his response but much to his delight, he saw Sora right in front of his eyes as he ducked low, allowing Azrael to see from his view that the Bullet was now where Sora was while Sora had swapped for the bullet to be right in front of him at that moment.

Sora then slashed at Azrael's ankles, trying to cut them off only for Azrael to jump in the air. Azrael was then forced to activate his aura to absorb the bullet as he had no other time to do anything else as Sora pointed the blade up and swung it upwards, trying to bisect Azrael in half as Azrael was quick to respond, using the bladed edge of the Rev Blade to push himself off and back to safety as he curled his back, charging up energy as Sora knew what was likely coming next.

"BLACK HAWK!" Before Sora could even think of what he wanted to do, Azrael began to gather energy into his fist and launched himself directly at Sora's direction. "STINGER!" Azrael shouted as his fist easily ripped through the very air itself, attempting to land a fatal punch right at Sora's chest. Azrael himself was testing to see how fast Sora really was as Sora himself had no time to think and just act base on his instincts at that moment, which meant using his drive as he looked up and saw a brief vision of what he could do at that moment and took it.

Sora closed his eyes and focused on what needed to be done at that moment. He waited until the very last moment for Azrael's life ending punch to come his way as he did not dare to move too fast. He felt the brief sensation of wind striking his face and the killing intent behind that and allowed that to be his key to activate the drive. As he did, he felt his body being forcibly moved towards the sky, his hand painfully being bent in such a way to allow him to hold the Rev Blade one handed while in the air as time was paused for that moment.

As quickly as he activated the drive, it quickly activated, allowing Sora to smash his blade right on top of the head of Azrael to try and bisect him in half. However whether it was because Azrael was a monster and able to adapt to the unknown or he was too soon in his action, Azrael pulled his punch back only to vanish in front of Sora's eyes himself as Sora slammed the Rev Blade down on the ground, creating a small crater as Sora quickly turned his head around to assess the situation in front of him.

Azrael raised his leg and slammed it down his exposed shin. Sora felt the brief sensation of pain course through his body as he felt the bones of his shin break as he was forced to bend the knee in front of the Mad dog as Azrael raised his foot again and targeted Sora's ribs. Sora knew if Azrael was able to land a blow to his ribs that may be more than enough to be fatal. 'Dodge...You need to Dodge!' Sora thought as he saw a brief image of what he wanted as he realized what was wrong with that image.

The image in front of him would allow him to dodge the attack coming his way but the way it did so would cause him great pain. He had no time to hesitate as he took the vision given to him and dashed quickly towards the destination point as Azrael saw him standing in front of him once again, the leg that he had broke was now repaired as Sora felt the backlash that forcibly repairing the wound on his leg did.

The pain on his leg first intensified, leaving him paralyzed as he felt like he couldn't move his leg at all briefly but that wasn't all. The pain in his leg then left his leg and began to spread throughout the body greatly. Even the stump of his arm, long losing any sense of pain a long time ago now feeling phantom pain all over as Sora wanted to scream so badly. Even his heart felt like wanting to stop, suggesting that Sora was suffering either a heart attack or stroke at that moment that Sora was fighting against.

Azrael did not care about this kind of thing as his opponent was in front of him and it was clear that the power that Sora showed him was something of great consequence. If one had great power and couldn't use it, they may as well be made of glass. Power isn't just something anybody can wield, it must be earned and kept through sheer force of will. The man in front of him clearly knew his power and knew how to use it, but he had failed to keep using said power and now it was simply devouring him from the inside out.

Azrael did not bother to spare any thought of sparing the man in front of him and the pain he was in. However Sora did grant him an impressive display of a power he had never seen before so at the very least, he should give Sora a brief display of his true power. Sora panted heavily as he felt once again the immense killing pressure Azrael had as Sora had to support himself via the Rev Blade as he pulled out his revolver and fired his last shot right at Azrael.

Azrael merely grinned at this attempt to fight back and simply grew his aura to stop the bullet in it's tracks. But that wasn't all to Azrael's aura as he began to glow even greater, particularly at the belly of the aura. Suddenly with a great force and speed, Azrael fired a projectile from the aura itself and Sora's drive barely told him what was going to happen, leaving him barely able to respond as he ducked his head away from being ripped apart from the projectile.

However in his haste to dodge such a dangerous shot, he exposed his hand to the way of the projectile. The revolver he held was smashed through easily as Sora felt his wrist bend in an unnatural way and snap as Sora felt the pain that at his chest now gather at his wrist before returning back to his chest and causing him unimaginable pain at that moment. Sora wanted to scream badly, collapse under the pain his right hand was feeling as he realized his hand had been broken at that moment as the projectile zoomed right past him and smashed itself on the barrier, cracking it in the process.

Sora however had no time to feel anything as he saw Azrael charging towards him, his body ready to unleash a fatal blow at any moment. He tried to fight back against the pain he felt at that moment but his knees buckled and forced him to stay on the ground. The pain he felt was simply unimaginable as he tried to raise his hand only to see it twitch in front of him. Yet he powered through the pain and gripped the Rev Blade despite his now weakened grip on it to try and defend himself from the upcoming attack.

Sora closed his eyes at that moment, certain that he was going to die at that moment as a wide variety of emotions came rushing at him at that moment. His mind raced with various thoughts as what felt like the killing blow came his way. Before he could finish his train of thought, Azrael just stopped right in front of him, his fist blowing past his face as the air around said fist blew right past his head at that moment.

Sora felt his entire body freeze up at that moment, he was alive? How was he alive? Did the mad dog decide to spare him? No that was not the mad dog's true nature. "I have got to admit, that power of yours, is pretty interesting." Azrael said as Sora panted heavily upon hearing that. His whole body tensed up as he did not know how to react to the scene in front of him as Azrael grinned and looked at Sora in the eyes.

"But it looks like you cannot even contain it any longer. Your body's about to break." Azrael said as there was no way for Sora to reject what Azrael was saying. Every inch of his body was screaming in agony. He had not used his drive in such a long time that the backlash was causing him this much damage. If only he had not lost access to his drive during his time in that world, maybe just maybe the pain wouldn't be as agonizing as it would be.

"I can tell by the look in your eyes, you are one who seeks power, seeks strength. But you see, that's what makes us different. While you seek power for whatever reason I don't really care for. I seek power to make my own." Azrael said, expressing his own philosophy to Sora at that moment. "...And why tell me all of this huh? Here to gloat?" Sora questioned as Azrael shook his head upon hearing that statement.

Azrael: No...I am just here to prove a point.

Sora:...A point?

Azrael: The point being that needing a reason to fight is a truly stupid one. The questions you were asking earlier, the reasons you gave for wanting to fight me, all of that is truly meaningless at the end of the day if you cannot even back them up with words

Sora:...Your point being?

Azrael: Other than that power of yours, you're nobody. I can bet you I will find someone with your exact same power someday and they will have a better hold of it. You yourself as an individual are nothing in my eyes, just another scrub at the end of the day that I will forget once this day is over.

Sora couldn't help but feel his heart drop upon hearing such words come from the mad dog. Sure the mad dog didn't mean what he said, just a man who is constantly looking for something to devour, but to Sora, a man who has spent what felt like his waking moment trying to prove to the world he should exist and also fought this whole time to try and get back to the woman he loved, the mad dog's words were the most effective thing that he has done to Sora Minakaze that no painful blow could ever deliver.

"But at the very least. I can give you a small taste of the power you mocked. Take this with you as you go to where the dead usually go." Azrael said as he placed his hand on Sora's stomach. Sora didn't even try to fight back as his mind was struggling to register what he had just heard as Azrael gave him a mere pat on the stomach. What would normally be just a normal pat in the stomach sent Sora flying all the way towards the wall.

It was not a pretty sight as Sora bounced across the ground a few times, blood spilling from any orifice it could as he did, clothes tearing themselves off his body until the time he reached the wall, his coat had been ripped completely off his body and his shirt was tattered greatly, a hand printed hole where Azrael had patted him. His pants had rips and tears from bouncing on the ground several times and his boots were on the verge of breaking.

"I must say, that was at least an entertaining hors d'oeuvre." Azrael said as he looked at the hand that he had used and noticed what seemed to be a black like substance had spilled itself all over it. Azrael touched it for a moment and felt it was wet like blood then merely splattered it all over the ground, uncaring to what it actually was. "Now...where is my prey." Azrael said as his eyes began to scan all over the arena for where his prey could be hiding at that moment.

As Azrael did this, Sora watched him from the crumpled up mess that he was on the ground. He struggled desperately to try and stand up, wanting to fight yet again but simply felt his body give out on him. His arms and legs refused to obey any of his wishes as he looked to see how mangled up they have become, his legs bent in a way that rendered him unable to stand up and his arm was just dislocated. He may as well be fully crippled at this point as all he could was merely look at the mad dog with a fiery look on his eyes.

"Get...Back...Here." Sora weakly said, fighting with everything he had to try and stand up once again. But once again his body betrayed him and refused to obey his wishes. All he could do at that moment was just watch in agony as the mad dog ignored him. All Sora could do was just whimper at that moment as he felt all of the pain that was surging throughout his body finally reach it's breaking point as he laid on the ground, his eyes continuously staring at Azrael as Sora could feel his consciousness fade at that moment.

He did not want to have his consciousness fade at that moment. He knew that if it did, something terrible may happen to him. He fought desperately to not fall unconscious, not at that very moment. He needed to see her again, he needed to see Makoto again. Maybe he should have just gone straight to just finding her again instead of trying to fend of the Mad Dog of all people. These were the final thoughts that swirled through his mind before he finally collapsed to the ground.

...The Darkness once again consuming his living consciousness...

GREETINGS LOST SHEEP OF FANFICTION!? HOW IS EVERYONE DOING ON THIS FINE DAY!? A bit early for this one is it not? You all must be wondering. Well this is for good reason honestly. The idea started flowing in my mind until I realized that the chapter I have written would have been quite the wordy affair. So instead of writing one whole massive chapter, I have decided to break it down to at least 1 to 2 smaller chapters, to make for both easier reading and also for your enjoyment. So please do bear with the cliffhanger as I may post 1 extra chapter this month or two if I am lucky but it's more than likely going to be just one extra chapter this month.

SO WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN NEXT!? WHAT KIND OF FEAST WILL THE MAD DOG EXPECT TO HAVE NEXT!? WILL HE GET TO DEVOUR THE BLACK KNIGHT AND GRIM REAPER LIKE HE DESIRES!? AND WHAT ABOUT SORA MINAKAZE!? WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO HIM AT THIS VERY MOMENT!? WILL THE MASTER UNIT FINALLY USE THIS AS IT'S CHANCE TO BE RID OF HIM ONCE AND FOR ALL!? All these and more will be answered soon enough