No, that-that's the other half of my scissor blade! It was you! You were the one whom I chased after that night! You were the one who killed him! I'll-I'll kill you! PROTO FIBRES SYNCHRONIZE With countless swings of my scissor blade at a speed faster than Agent Smith can handle, I finally break the mask free from your grip. I quickly grab it, and leap backwards to a conveniently placed rock tower behind me. Without averting my gaze towards you, I raise the mask to shoulder level with my right hand, and slowly raise my blade with my left pointing towards you. The Kanohi Ignika is mine.