[The crowbar meets his wrist with a dull thud and the crack of metal against bone -- and while it stops the knife swing and sends the blade clattering to the ground, that off-balance glint in Kida's eyes just goads Shirou on.

When he sees a solid wall conveniently between his opponent and a safe escape, an eager grin spreads across his face and he shoves Kida against the wall with all the force he can muster.

Is it a fair fight? Now, probably not the fairest -- he doesn't care. As long as it's fun, "fair" doesn't matter.

With one hand injured, he has to release Kida to get at another knife -- it'll be worth it, he's sure!]

Forgot it did that... hey, if I don't kill you completely, will you help me find a way out?