The sky was a somber mix of grays with few patches of thin clouds. The tall grass on the vast field swayed by the moderately strong wind. The torrential rain that felt like a huge stream of waterfall had simmered into gentle sprays. Some of them flowed on the gloved hands of a man in white gi, torn at the sleeves. It made his hands less bloody, but it could not wash them all away. Instead, it only revealed the old scars from his past, and fresh wounds from the tragedy happening right in front of his eyes.

He was looking down at the woman, who was lying on her back on the grass wearing a purple breastplate that has several, very obvious dents. The breastplates used to be held on her body by a few cloth strings tied to form a spider on her back, but two of them were torn off. Bruises could be seen on the skin near the edge of breastplate's dent. Her open white taekwondo baggy pants were ripped off on the bottom of the left side and has several slashed openings on the right. The tight purple leggings underneath those pants were also torn in many places, revealing several wounds with blood still seeping out of them. Her left eye, that was glowing bright pink the whole time they were there was then already reduced to a mechanical device damaged beyond repair.

Tears pooled in her right eye, but the pain from the severe physical injuries was not the main reason. She was looking back into the man's eyes. He already knew what she could be wishing for, and the sincerity and the earnest intentions from that wish, but does not want to grant it. Doing so would be going against everything he has been fighting for, and that he will not be able to live the rest of his life with the fact that he consciously killed someone he cared about.

"You've done... so much for me, Ryu." Her tears began to fall down. "...but there's one thing left... I want you to do for me."

Not very far away from them, a woman in blue China dress and tight red leggings looked on to them. Wounded herself with all kinds of internal injuries, she tries to stand again, fighting all the pain she is feeling. Her long hair that was tied into two buns unraveled by itself and it falls as it was swayed along with the wind. Being a policewoman her entire adult life, she could already smell the bad omen radiating from the situation between the two.

"Please... kill me..."

The man did not respond by his words. He only clenched his two fists tightly.

"I beg you, Ryu... Please..."

"NO!" His teeth locked tight in frustration. "There's got to be another way around this!"

"But I could have killed Sakura..." She moved her right hand towards his left feet, shakily as the bone inside her forearm was broken. Then she gripped it tight, reflecting her resolved. "I killed a lot of people, but... I don't want to anymore. I..."

He quickly knelt down and took her then frail body into his arms. "What's done is done. It's fine that you want to stop now, but your death won't bring anyone back to life! You'll only be running away!"

"This... Feng Shui Engine... will turn me against you... Against everyone..." She cries harder. Blood began to seep out of her left eye socket. "If I can turn back time and resist Seth's offer, I would,... but I cant...!"

The female police officer stepped in closer to the two. Holding her wounded abdomen, she desperately tried to stop whatever it was that she thought was going to happen. Several times, she fell to the grassy ground from the excruciating pain caused by her broken legs, but if past battle wounds were any indication, she has suffered worse and could still stay true to her sense of justice and doing what was right. She pressed on with every bit of energy she could muster.

However, her worries became true. Still 90 meters away, she could see the man gently putting the woman back down. As he stood up and took a deep breath, she began to see small sparks of electricity growing from both of his arms. Her heart beat faster when she saw him opening his legs and pulling his hands together backwards.

"RYU, DON'T DO IT!"

She could not tell if he can hear her, but he seemed determined to go on with it. The ball lightning that began to form in the space between his arms produced bright flashes of light that illuminated the entire field, which increases in intensity as it grew larger and the small sparks getting bigger and more frequent.

The man then finally moves his hands towards the woman on the ground. What followed was an intensely bright light that blinded the police officer, followed by a scream that she understood all too well.

"SHINKUUUUU... HADOUKEN!"