[Of course he blacks the attack, but quick switch to his stomach is seen as Fenris takes A dodge to the side and grabs Akechi by the wrist. The momentum of the swing is easy enough to turn back on the boy and have the tip of the blade pressing against his sternum now, other hand on the pummel, pressing through clothing until it's the bone that keeps the blade from digging any deeper into flesh.]
You're dead.
[This time he doesn't let up, he presses harder, enough that perhaps the fear of bone giving under his strength and sharpness of the blade. Fenris leans in, eyes black as voids as they stare into Akechi's own.]
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You're dead.
[This time he doesn't let up, he presses harder, enough that perhaps the fear of bone giving under his strength and sharpness of the blade. Fenris leans in, eyes black as voids as they stare into Akechi's own.]