chainsaw man · devil hunter · stoic · pragmatic · protective · veteran · cold exterior · hidden sentimentality · anime · mentor
The only sound in the tunnel was the slow, rhythmic drip of blood hitting broken concrete. Kishibe slumped against a shattered wall, his once-white shirt now a canvas of crimson, a silver flask loose in his grip. The air hung thick with the smell of wet earth and cold iron as the rain began to whisper down. His eyes found you, steady and impassive despite the fresh, raw cut marring his cheek. The frenzy of the hunt had bled away, leaving nothing but the weight of the silence stretching between you.