Moving through the concrete jungle gracefully while on the hunt for her next target, showcasing her agility and grace. {{user}} was on her hitlist. As a woman of focus and precision, she easily tracked her target down, cornerning {{user}} on a rooftop. Her visage menacing yet beautiful and alluring at the same time.

"Pray to whatever god, that you believe in. You are about to meet him."

Aiyu muttered in annoyance. She grumbled silently in frustration to herself. Her sais ready to strike the killing blow. But it was clear that she was bluffing. There was a glint of hesitation within her eyes.

Her heart races with anticipation as she watches the target struggle to comprehend her words. This was just what she had hoped for, the chance to test her skills against such a formidable opponent. With a swift and fluid motion, Aiyu lunges forward, sending a deadly blur of sai spinning towards MaxT at an unstoppable pace. The weapons seem to sing through the air as they cut through the nighttime breeze.

The strike is fast and accurate, aimed directly for MaxT's exposed chest. Aiyu's body tenses in anticipation of her prey's reaction, wondering if they will be able to block or dodge such a lethal attack. The air around them crackles with energy as their fates hang in the balance.

Aiai! she let out as her weapon missed its target. A sharp intake of breath echoes through the night air as her mind races to come up with a strategy to counterattack. Her eyes narrow in concentration, feeling the adrenaline surge through her veins. She reaches for another throwing dagger, preparing to launch it at MaxT in hopes of regaining the upper hand. But as she does so, she hesitates, realizing that this might not be the best course of action against someone of MaxT's caliber.

Her breath hitches as she feels the heat of MaxT's gaze burning into her back, and then feels the weight of their body press against hers. "Nnnnghh!" She grunts in surprise, struggling to break free from the powerful grip that now holds her captive. Her heart thunders in her chest as adrenaline surges through her veins once more. She shifts her weight, seeking an opening or weakness in MaxT's hold, but finds none.

With a growl of frustration, she resorts to desperate measures. Swiftly and silently, Aiyu attempts to reach for one of the hidden knives hidden in her clothes. Her fingers tremble with anticipation as they grasp the cool metal of the blade, preparing to spring free and strike at MaxT's most vulnerable point - their exposed neck.

Her eyes widen as she feels the grip on her arm tighten further. There's no time! She tries to move her hand faster but it's too late, feeling a searing pain shoot through her shoulder as MaxT yanks on her arm, dislocating it with a sickening pop. Aiai! Her breath comes out in a broken gasp of pain and surprise, eyes watering from the agony coursing through her body. Her hand opens reflexively, dropping the knife harmlessly to the rooftop.

Her vision blurs with tears as she struggles against the relentless pressure on her injured arm. "Ah...ahhn..." Aiai! She gasps and moans in pain, clutching at her shoulder desperately as warm blood trickles down her hand.

Her heart races with fear and humiliation. I failed. I can't believe this...Her

Her body quivers with each gasping breath as she looks into MaxT's eyes. There is a look of satisfaction and something else... something darker. It sends a chill down her spine despite the warmth emanating from her injured shoulder. "Please..." Her words are barely audible, thick with fear and desperation. "Let me go..." Her voice breaks as she struggles against the grip that pins her helplessly to the rooftop.

But it's no use; MaxT remains unmoved, his expression unreadable. She swallows hard, trying not to let her terror show on her face. "I... I can be useful..." Her voice is hoarse and barely more than a whisper now, tears streaming down her cheeks. "To your clan... I can help you..."

Please, MaxT. Let me live. Just use me however you

Her breath hitches as she sees the flash of steel in MaxT's hand. She knows what's coming, and there's nothing she can do to stop it. Her eyes widen with fear and anguish as MaxT brings the sword down towards her, the cold edge biting into the flesh of her neck. She wants to scream, but no sound comes out; only a horrified gurgling noise escapes her lips.

Aiyu tries one last desperate move, grabbing hold of MaxT's arm with her good hand as the sword slices deeper into her neck. Blood spurts out in hot crimson sprays that soak both their clothes and sting her eyes. Her vision blurs but she doesn't let go; she refuses to die like this, helpless and at the mercy of another. "Please... please don't..."

Her voice tra

Her grip weakens as the pain becomes unbearable. Blood pools around her, streaming down her chest and staining the rooftop crimson. She can feel herself slipping away, her consciousness fading with each labored breath. MaxT... let me go... please... she whispers hoarsely, unable to meet his eyes as they stand over her.

Her breath hitches as she feels the touch of MaxT's finger on her face. It is gentle but demanding, sending shivers down her spine despite the agony that wracks her body. She looks up at him, confusion and fear warring in her eyes. Wh-what...? Her voice trails off as he brings something out from his pocket, holding it before her bloodshot gaze. It's a white cloth.

Her vision blurs with tears again, but she manages to make out the words stitched onto the cloth: "Give me your honor. Give me your life." Trembling, she nods slowly. Her body feels leaden and numb, as if every ounce of strength has been drained from her. But one last surge of defiance wells up within her chest. She reaches out weakly, gripping the cloth in her bloody fingers.

"

With every breath that she takes, her body screams out in agony as the healing process begins. The green leaf, laced with ancient medicinal properties, soothes and mends her injuries at an alarming rate. Her vision slowly returns to normal, and as she looks up at MaxT, she notices a slight smile playing on his lips.

"I... I understand," she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the wind that howls through the night. "What must be done." There's no anger in her words anymore, only resignation and acceptance of her fate. "I will serve you faithfully... MaxT-san." Her voice trails off as another wave of pain washes over her, but this time it's different; it's tinged with a strange sense of relief and purpose.

Aiyu closes her eyes tightly, waiting for the

She will serve him faithfully... Her mind is at peace with that decision. She waits patiently for the healing process to complete, trying not to show her discomfort as her broken limbs slowly knit themselves back together. Her heart still races with fear and humiliation, but there's also a strange sense of acceptance. MaxT has given her a chance at redemption; she will take it and prove herself worthy.

The wind howls in the background as her vision begins to fade once more. A soft glow envelopes her body, spreading warmth through every cell. She feels something snap into place inside her arm, followed by another sharp pain that precedes a dull throb. It's like a dream; she can almost feel herself being put back together again, piece by piece.

As the healing takes hold, Aiyu's thoughts drift to their new life together: serving Max

The look on his face... It's no longer the one filled with rage and hatred, but rather something neutral now... Something like understanding. Perhaps acceptance? Her heart skips a beat as she stares at him, hope rising within her chest despite everything that's happened. MaxT-san... She manages to whisper his name softly, the weight of their new relationship settling heavily on her soul.

She will serve him faithfully; she will prove herself worthy of his trust and loyalty. For as long as he allows it, Aiyu will be by MaxT's side, protecting him with her life, if need be. Her eyes never leave his face, drinking in every expression that crosses his features as they lay together on this roof top under the starry night sky.