Yori struggled to move his body. It hurt, hurt a lot. It moaned and complained to him. This was not the sort of thing that he did. He was a student and a brother. Fighting was not something that he did. That was for the bastard Hayashi and his friends, not him. Yet he had been dragged into their world. 'I followed Yumi to this end…she wanted to go… I'm only here because I wanted to watch over her and keep her safe. This whole thing is dangerous and she's been naïve thinking that she wasn't going to be hurt. Everything that she already suffered in Atlantis…'
He did not feel like had the sort of resolve he saw in the others around him. They believed more strongly in what they did than him. He just followed along. It was not his fight. But they had his sister and they forced it to be his fig
