With the sturdiness of armor and flesh finally overcome, Chikusa removes his foot, glancing over Add. If only he had more time... Carefully, he steps off of Add's hand as well. It'd be a satisfying thing, if he could drag Add into an abandoned building or temple, kill him so slowly it'd feel like an eternity... Make him feel the kind of despair Chikusa had, when he'd been forced to watch Ken's sickly body twist on the bed and all he could do was wait it out with him, keep him breathing, keep him alive....

Add won't live at the end of this. Chikusa is determined on that front.

Stepping around Add's body, he kneels down where his other hand lays limply against the ground. Will he even be conscious for this? He nudges the tip of his shoe underneath Add's fingers, pressing them up, back, towards the breaking point. This leaves his hands free to go back to his yoyo, fiddling with it again. Spraying it with that lineup of bullet ant venom got him all off track...