As Catori Ran through the empty streets he could feel a dire urge to breathe as his shattered Larynx was only killing him with pain, it was denying him of vital oxygen he needed. The blood kept on oozing from around his neck where the nails of Marilyn had sank. Gradually and slowly he could feel his energy level reduce while his muscles contracted and his hair’s retracted into their pores. Soon, he was back in his human and Crashed in the middle of the field where he had fled to in a bid to avoid a certain death. As he lay helpless he could see his uncles old chopper...