Is it wrong to spare a life?

A rather unbelievable movement took her leg out of the sword's path and smacked it against his jaw at the same time, which spun him for a few moments before he got his head back in the game and used the flailing momentum to take a few steps back while keeping the target in mind. He could see how this one had avoided capture for so long. And not just that, but sent back his friends fractured, if not dead. He would have to bring out more stops than he had expected, and if she ended up dead, then that was just that.

"Hmm. Quite the specimen. I can see why they called me out after all. I have been trying to bring you back alive, but that will have to be a secondary goal, it seems" He sheathed his sword, twisted his body softly, and took a deep breath. The girl was in front of him, there was naught littering the ground, and nobody was in the surrounding area. It was time to unleash the Ichi Ougi, Yūrei Ashimoto. He looked up to Ritsuko, and then opened his eyes. Deep white with black scleara, he was definately not a normal human. No eyes looked like that. He locked his eyes with his targets, and bore into her with his gaze.

And then he was on Ritsuko, his blade drawing from it's sheath to slice her from hip to shoulder. How he had managed to clear such a distance so fast - and why there was still the sound of running footsteps - was a question, but she needed to act now or the man's blade was going to take her out for the count. he drew again, without the rifle shot this time, and the thing rushed towards her, intent of opening her torso.

Caught up in the moment of life-or-death, and shielded from view by the man's body, Ritsuko would probably not see the incoming Tatsu, who watched her intensely for any movement and would then follow her and thrust his blade into her gut. If she did see it, the question remained, which one was the real one. Or were they both?