When he was sure that the Haruto guy was gone, Seijirou exhaled slowly, the rush of battle finally draining from his veins, and as the adrenaline ebbed away, so did his strength.
The metal bar slipped from his hands and clattered against the broken floor, the sound echoing through the wrecked arcade.
"Ah..fuck."
His vision blurred for a moment, his legs trembling under his own weight before he started to fall, but Sakai and Shuo caught him immediately, moving with practiced familiarity as they each took one of his arms and slung it over their shoulders, keeping him upright.
"Don't worry, boss. We got you."
"Just relax."
Suzune rushed forward, eyes sharp with concern, scanning him from head to toe, her hands brushing away the dust and blood.
"We need to get you to the hospital, you pushed yourself too much." she said, her voice tight as she checked his arms and chest for deeper wounds.
