- Shiloh's balance was impeccable. Didn't mean he didn't topple with enough force.
"What the ******** do you want?!" He looked cornered, but that was just when he was most dangerous. Any flora within his presence was starting to shudder terribly in warning, "I can really ******** your day up Kuroda. Leave now." He was scooting backwards, the display still pathetic. Had this occurred a few months ago, he wouldn't have held back. Now he had a future he wanted to preserve, and that meant pretending to not be magic.
But like, his life was a little more important. He'd survive the gash.
Blade Kuroda