A moment of pride and success was suddenly cut short by an incredibly sharp pain in his jaw, a driving sensation forced his eye down to catch a scarce glimpse of the shard forcing itself into the softer flesh of his mouth. Spearing his tongue and forcing him to scream, a terrible gurgling noise left his mouth. It was traveling upwards and shredding the inside of his mouth as it attempted its killing blow. How could he be so careless? 

Gloating was stupid! Shin knew this, and was taken by surprise when he chose to gloat!

In a blind rage, Shin raised his left leg and brought it up as high as he possibly could. Completely straightening it out against his body and lined it with her head. If she was driving something into his head, Shin was going to drive something into hers. His size ten custom made leather shoes with rubber soles. With all of his might, having expended no real quantity of energy in this fight, Shin drove his leg downwards at full strength. A tremendous axe kick aimed for the back of her head, while yanking back on the chain with both hands. 

If he was correct, it was a kill or be kill tournament. Whoever kills the other first was the victor, and he could feel it driving itself through his tongue as he leveled his foot towards the back of her head. 

This was the ultimate kick, a devilishly simple move that requires practice and flexibility. The full Axe-Kick. A downwards kick with killing power. A full axe kick carried not only the potential to kill, but the intent as well. Shin's pained mind was grabbing at straws, and with both of his hands occupied this was his only option for quickly finishing his opponent before this thing drove itself into his brain. 

Down to the wire, Shincoco the Black Mask and Ruchette the Diamond Manipulator. Who will kill who first?