OOC: Hey, leave some fighting for me!
IC:
Kenji got up to one knee. He had hit the ground after an extremely long fight with the hunter, but could now see that he was preoccupied with the principal. "Never knew the principal could fight like that..." he murmured. "Better stay on his good side..."
Kenji grabbed his side, his katana falling to the ground. During his fight with the hunter, he had gotten hit across the back, in his side, and across the front. His body ached all over, and it hurt just to breath.
Ok then, he thought.
I may be down, but I'm definitely not out. I can still fight! Kenji picked up his katana and began running back to the battle, ignoring the pain as much as he could.
OOC: You wanted pot-shots, you got pot-shots.
Kenji's going to collapse at the end of the fight, though.
A,a,o,n,r,m. Those are the letters, now what's the word...
