Ｓㄗ丹尺Ｋ

ᏣᏂᎯᎵᎿᏋᖇ ᎦᏋᏉᏋᏁ

the arena was filled with tense shock and fear at the sight of a ravenously angry jyugo. nico and seitarou had arrived back moments after jyugo became like that, and they all were staring at the sixteen-year-old with worry and confusion.

"jyugo!" uno shouts, trying to grab his attention away from musashi.

the boy slammed his foot into the ground, cracking it greatly before screaming, "it's all his fault!" he swings his blade in musashi's direction, but the red haired man dodged it, and the weird force that the blade threw at him came at their group in the blink of an eye.

"WHAT THE FUCK, JYUGO?!" the half-korean boy shouts in half-hearted anger.

"we have an emergency! all inmates are to follow the guards' instructions and calmly evacuate! i repeat: all inmates are to..." mitsuru's words were cut off by the screams of the inmates, the males deciding to run away in fear instead of listen to the man.

hwa jumps down next to yamato and seitarou, the buff guard having saved his cell mates from being hurt by jyugo's weird blast.

"i'm alive!" uno exclaims, followed by yamato questioning, "are you all right?"

"yeah. thanks, yamato-chan."

"i'll go help with the evacuation. deputy supervisor, please take care of things here!" seitarou states, then rushes off. hwa, though, was just glaring at the two enhanced inmates, wondering what the fuck to do in this situation.

"those fuckin idiots..." he grumbles, watching as jyugo runs at musashi, only to have his blade burnt slightly. jyugo was flung back, but he was practically glowing red with bloodlust as he stared musashi down.

"apprehend those two!" he hears the warden's voice, glancing up to look at her. the two catch eyes, and with a nod from the powerful woman, he let a smirk form on his lips.

"hwa? what's with that look?" rock questions him, but the younger boy ignores them and starts walking towards the fight. he stands back as jyugo is surrounded by musashi's fire, staring at the brilliant flames with a blank look. after staring at it and looking between the flames and his friend, hwa's eyes begin to glow a bright blue, and he reaches out to touch the flames.

"hwa, don't-!"

the cry of his name was cancelled out by jyugo shouting and the power that unleashed from his blades. the slightly older teen was almost burned by the blown back flames, but he stayed impassive while staring at the other two inmates.

"heh? who's this new one?" musashi suddenly asks, tilting his head in hwa's direction while smirking. jyugo looks his way as well, face falling slack slightly at the sight of him, and his regular eye color returning momentarily.

a flash of hope surged through the seventeen-year-old at the sight of his familiar eyes, but they were gone in a second and replaced with the angry, burning red that they had been since musashi got him to show off his blades.

"who are you?"

hwa turns back to musashi at the question, and he opens his mouth, but he was cut off by a ferocious scream from his friend. the younger teen ran at the man opposite him, blades at the ready, but musashi pushed him back with his flames. hwa made to step in, but all three of them separated momentarily when kenshirou's whip came at where the two had just previously been engaged.