*He tried slashing the other and aimed for a vital spot. This time the riddle was a little different and it was heard in a monotone voice from the detective’s mouth.*
“Dutiful servant of flesh and metal,
Friend or foe you surely know
The prey that’s in front of him,
He must break what is meant to be broken.”
With no room to move back, it was all Kid could do to twist and try to duck to the side, though a painful coldness cutting deep into his arm told him he hadn’t escaped that unscathed. Figured…
Didn’t focus on it too long, though. The other hand brought up the metal card shooter as he took few quick steps to put distance between himself and Hakuba, aiming it at the other, though his finger wasn’t in the trigger. …Had to ignore the warm feeling of blood going down the injured arm, though. …He should run, and any other attacker, he might have, but…
“I think you should leave riddles to me, tantei-san. You’re timing for them isn’t the best, and vague clues aren’t something to focus on while you’re, you know, trying to cut into me. I know I frustrate you sometimes, but this is a bit much…” The light tone was more for himself at this point. The thief figured the detective wouldn’t really be able to catch that. If he’s really out of it, questionable if gas bombs would knock him out… He’d rather avoid using the more violent means of incapacitating the other, since he clearly wasn’t of his usual mind, but… He’s also not going to idly let himself be killed, either.
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