He rolled up in time to dodge a swift dagger being jutted at his face. The ninja stood in front of him in a low-base stance, clutching twin daggers. A series of fast jabs at the man sent him blocking, twisting, chopping every which way. The man hopped back as dust rose from his heels.

The ninja charged. The chainsawer rose his left arm, blocking with his right. The ninja saw that he had made a mistake but couldn’t stop. Slashing the daggers out of the warrior’s hands, the stranger brought down his hand onto the ninja’s unprotected shoulder.

Jagged chunks of flesh spewed wildly out of the ninja’s collar bone. His eyes grew wide with horror as he watched the pulpy blood fly out in random fits and drools. The man swung his other arm around under the ninja and threw it in a diagonal slice at his opponent’s right thigh.

Although the gruesome dismemberment ripped through arteries and bone the ninja hardly uttered a sound as the two chainsaws finished their job and the limbs fell to the ground. *