[ Nishitani grins, his jaw locking into place because right there-- right there, he's found a weak point. He's found something he can apply pressure to just to make the other suffer. The knife work is sloppy, so infused with emotions, an assassin who's never been in a long fight. Nishitani laughs, crowing over Izo. He doesn't even hit back, instead using the time to taunt the boy. ] A boytoy with no skills beyond sneaky bullshit no one respects! Try harder, fuckdoll, I'm drippin' here!
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