There might be bone showing in a few of those fingers if there wasn't so much blood in the way. There's so little meat to slice through...

Koumyou reaches up with his other hand and pulls the sutra from his shoulders, but only to wrap it around his hand. As a bandage?

"Look away," he warns, and-- "cover your ears."

He gives Devero a few seconds to either comply or not, and then the sutra lights up with blinding white light that floods the entire music car. It's so bright it washes everything out into vague, hazy shapes--

And Koumyou drops to his knees with a scream.