static

And suddenly, a world exists. Something resembling an old castle, only much more sinister. Lightning bolts illuminate the old stone structure, razor-sharp spires pointing to the sky, seeming to never end.

whoosh

The sound repeats itself many more times, accompanied by a blue burst of light which launches itself away from the same place.

Shanma realizes that his time is almost up. He dives for the ground, a few more blue orbs of light streaking over his head. Cartwheeling around, he takes aim at the silhouetted figure controlling the shock rifle, firing whats left of his pistol clip.

bang whoosh SHATTER

One of the blasts connects squarely in his chest.. his body shatters into hundreds of small pieces like a cheap pane of glass.

Shanma finds himself on a platform near the center of the decrepit castle, a girl standing next to him. Indeed, the one shooting at him earlier.

“You know, Sakuya, that was hardly fair.”

She flashes him a cheesy smile
“Hey, not my fault you didn’t practice..”