Kill.

Time is running out. Let the sword be drown. Gripping the last three fingers onto the grip. Draw the blade of the samurai sword out from its pouch.

Up front would be the head first. Once its gone then the whole body. Innocence is never once written in their dictionary. Death is for sure.

All you weaklings. Thou shall see the last light of the day. The last word will come from the rider till the work is fulfill.