Akio turned around and looked at the young girl with his eyes filled with saddness. He clenched his fingers trying to hold onto his Katana when he suddenly found out he wasnt holding it anymore. He held his hand near his waist trying to see if he still had his guns, and he still did. He let out a sigh of relief. "Please...go away." he said with a sadful tone. He started to walk back in the other direction to see if he could find his sword. It was the only thing he had to remember his parents.