Despite of losing control over fire, he had not even lost a fraction of his strength.
He kicked Shinji in mid-section, knocking him down like stack of cards. And the sword which he had faith in moments ago was gone from his possession courteously to the vicious boot. Shinji lay on floor, suffering the impact his abdomen had taken. Shinji saw Commander Eiga holding the sword by its hilt.
Without any warning, he clubbed it towards grounded Shinji. Sensing where the sword might land, Shinji rolled aside. His calculation was a bit wrong. The sword hit a rock much nearer to him than he had expected.
“I was about to kill you after Lord Wernh’An’s recovery anyways.” Eiga held the hilt by both of his hands and began to move it in stabbing motion. Shinji staggered, saving himself from the death drop. Somehow he crawled away from the swordsman.
To defend himself he couldn’t look past the rocks lying around him waiting to be picked and scampered. His creativity ended after holding a big stone. Shinji aimed for his head and threw it at the direction.
The stone hit Eiga direct on his forehead. Though the impact would have spilled brain out of normal being, he took it like being hit by a pillow. He bled but blood was not something Shinji could consider as damage done. Instead he had infuriated Eiga more due to blood crawling to his eyes.
It gave some time to Shinji to utilize. By the time Eiga had wiped blood from his eyes, Shinji had collected half a dozen of stones. He was not going to shy away from scooping up more of those natural weapons.
“Throw them all.” Eiga smirked, spinning the sword in his hand.
“With pleasure.” Shinji said, launching all stones in the air.
The rocks didn’t go for Eiga but flew over his head and stopped mid-air as their rising motion ended. Only when they took the downward path, Eiga realized where the rocks were going.
When Eiga spun at Shinji’s direction, Shinji had another handful of pebbles. Only problem being, Eiga had also grasped a falling stone. Eiga threw it at Shinji. It hit him on forehead too but Shinji took it more miserably. Shinji’s ears rang and things around him got surrounded by dark smog.
He rubbed his eyes to clear his vision. Then only he understood how deep wound was on his forehead. Shinji heard Eiga’s tramps. A weakened commander couldn’t maintain silence while walking like he used to do before.
He saw Eiga back with his sword when his vision began to clear.
Shinji waited for Eiga to come close. Shinji understood Eiga wanted to separate his head from the shoulder. The moment he was close enough, he stabbed him with the escape tool which he had taken out when Eiga was covering his lord.
He was able to tell Commander Eiga was hurt just by looking at his inflated nostrils and trembling eyes. Eiga’s sword slipped out from his hand as the sharp side of the blade touched his intestines. But the hand which had let the sword go refused to be unoccupied and caught Shinji’s throat.
Shinji felt the pressure on his Adam’s apple. There was something he could do about it.
After a deeper shove of the tool to Eiga’s abdomen, he could not hide the agony anymore. There was no more pride in enduring pain for anyone. Regardless of the pain he was persevering, Eiga didn’t loosen his grip on Shinji’s neck. He instead tightened it till Shinji started to choke.
His fingers were sinking in his neck. Shinji could push the blade further no more because it was already sunken. Due to the brutal clutch, Shinji’s fingers started to become numb. He felt like needles were making his way from underneath the fingernails.
Soon he lost the sensation in his hand as a result of the blood-flow blocking strangulation. Eiga now had his grip of both of his hands on Shinji’s throat. A sudden squeeze later Shinji started to blacken out.
To resist being strangled, he kicked Eiga’s knees many times. But his feet became victim of numbness not much later. Commander also kicked the fainting man on his mid section. Shinji was numb but not immune to pain. He felt every bit of the pain.
Eiga, unsatisfied with the kicks he was hammering on Shinji decided to boot him in different parts. He punted him Shinji on side of his stomach. Another kick aimed for his kidney landed on his thigh.
Eiga felt a crack. Shinji, already purple, didn’t react to the cracking. He instead drooled all over Eiga’s hands. Shinji started to look away when Eiga heard leaves rustling. Little did he know it had nothing to do with the wind.
Breeze was nonexistent.