Taro lifted an arm to protect his face on reflex, and cried out in pain, falling to his knees in front of Enoch. It hurt worse than nearly anything he'd ever felt, and left a dark burn along his arm.

"Ah..." He laughed a little, his mind flashing back to the last time he had felt close to this kind of pain. This one was cleaner, though. "You know, if you're going to kill me... make it quick at least." He reached for his briefcase - he had to kill Enoch - no he had to let the other kill him, maybe it would break something -

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"Don't leave me lingering like the last one, eh?" He reached intisde his briefcase - there had to be something - he didn't want to do this -

He just wanted this to stop.