A Bloodline Feud

"I do not wish to do this. There is still, time, Brother."

"You say you wish to stop me, no?"

"I will, Joshitoru."

"Then you are aware of what is going to happen. By blood we are born, and so by blood we shall die—"

"—Do not do this."

"Do WHAT!? This is war! This is the price I pay to protect our people, and I will. Not. Stop. I will not stop. Not even with you in my way. I shall not stop even after I am dead. The Red King's Blade writhes within my blood and body even now. Do you know what that means, Joshirō?"

There was a silence as their two fierce gazes met. But there was an understanding of what had to be done.

"Yes. I do." Joshirō spat through clenched teeth. "Let us end it then. I will end you."

"You shall try, and fail. And then die here. For on this day, in this moment we are enemies. Come on!"