Hiro's foolish arrogance would soon give way to fear and clarity; as his blow connected with an unexpected target. The lighting swirling turbulently around his knuckles dances down the shield protecting the being's soft spot; before dissipating. He should have known this foolish attack was obvious, that it was thought through well enough. There was no time for second guessing, no time for what could have been. 

   The electricity emitting from Hiro had been with him, for almost the entirety of his short existence. It was an extension of him, part of who he was; and who he identified as. Years of grueling training, combined with continuous pain; to form the relationship that allowed him to co-exist with his combative energy. He felt that it was ultimately a contributing factor to his own personality; having dealt with it for so long. This would prove useful in his future fights and endeavors; possibly even saving his life one day.

   "Shit..." That sinking feeling formed in the core of his stomach; a sharp, horrifying chill shot down his spine. The electricity that encompassed him at all times, had given him brief heed to the sword being brought upon him; resembling a guillotine, a swift and decisive blow. IF Hiro did not act, and act accordingly; he surely would lose something of utmost importance to him. With this, he garners every ounce of strength he had and pushed himself backwards with his right heel; that had been previously rooted in the soft earth. This allowed him to shoot himself backwards, but unfortunately; he was not quick enough to dodge the entirety of the danger

   As he lands five feet away from where he previously stood; the entirety of his middle finger lands on the ground where the sword would have landed. As he were flying backwards, his middle finger had been extended just enough; getting caught in the blade's path as it fell. Blood accompanied the extended finger; as it also spurted violently from the gaping wound, were his finger would normally be. Given the time to process his injury, a pained and bloodcurdling how fills the air; the pain was crippling and sent a shock throughout. After a few moments of taking in the injury, Hiro's jaw clenched hard; as he raised his right hand, now only containing four fingers. 

   "I guess I deserved that. Fucking hurts." A soft chuckle parts his cracked lips, as his eyes look to the being; giving off the piercing, yellow glow as usual. Hiro's eyes look back to his stumped middle knuckle, as the tint of his eyes begins to glow more vibrantly. A single bolt of the lightning, slithers around and up his right forearm slowly. As it reaches were the middle finger would be, it fires into the air shallowly; coming back down on the wound. Another howl bellows from within Hiro, as his own lightning makes contact with his flesh; burning and cauterizing the wound. 

   Twitching from the pain, Hiro turns his back to the man; moving methodically to his sword in the earth. His left fingers wrap greedily around the decorated hilt; pulling with one, swift upwards motion. As Hiro turns back to look at the being, he slings his sword sideways; flinging any earth and grass from the gleaming blade. With a flare of electricity, bolts of energy begin to dance and inhabit the blade; dancing beautifully along the blade. "I can feel your intent, your bloody desire; it excites me" As his words fade, another menacing grin takes Hiro's lips. His blade now extending outwards; tip pointing towards the being. 

Hiro was not able to avoid loss, but he managed to save his arm; a necessary sacrifice. He would not make the same mistake twice.