The masked man's smile, invisible beneath his mask, froze with his expression as Jenso's fist came crashing forwards. The speed was a little jarring, and he didn't have time to block or shift his stomach's mass to a diamond like consistency. Jenso's punch struck home and send the man flying several feet back. He spun in midair, fell forwards, and landed on his stomach. The other two men looked at Jenso, surprised by his sudden feat of strength.

	"Oh? A little more than the Aura shows!"

	"Oh? A spirit inside this one grows!"

	"Sh-Shut up and kill him!"

	"But [i]I am you and you are me[/i]"
	
	"And you are I, while I am him"

	The injured version of the man coughed up a spittle of blood, and vanished in a flash of white light. The last two men didn't look like they were going to mess around anymore as they turned back to jenso with a furious glare.	

	"Little flames need to be stomped out before they grow large!"

	"That's what the boss always says!"

	The two of them rushed Jenso, each turning one of their hands into a spear of steel and thrusting it towards Jenso's abdomen.