Corruption of a leader: The final act

Hakua felt his armor cave in, the assassin's strength was unbelievable, and Hakua truly experienced it as he was crushed under his hunter's feet. "This is just the beginning, can't take it? Good luck making it out." The assassin said as he grabbed Hakua by the neck and with a jurked motion he flung Hakua into a wall. Hakua felt his strength give way. "STOP!" A voice screamed. The assassin turned in shock, then fled. "Good, we are alone." Hakua felt a hand grab his mask and pry him from the ground. What Hakua saw was horrific, a huge dark warrior with beading purple eyes staring straight into Hakua. "Yes it's me, shadow, you surprised I survived?" Shadow asked. "*gasping*" Hakua couldn't talk. "How??" Hakua said very faintly. "Nevermind that. I came to watch you die. Now then. ASSASSIN!!!!" The assassin appeared behind shadow. "Kill this warrior would you?" Shadow said. "With pleasure....." The assassin withdrew a knife from his forearm and struck Hakua in the shoulder. "AAAAHHHHHHHHH!" Hakua said before gasping. blood poured from Hakua's arm. The assassin raised his knife in a final blow, but before the knife struck Hakua he felt the wieght of the assassin flung from his body. A large spear had struck the assassin in the chest. "Step away, or I will kill you." A strange hooded figure said. The assassin flung his head up and laughed. "This? Please, just another heroic attempt." The assassin grabbed the spear and ripped it from his chest, stood up and threw the spear at the figure, who dodged the spear and threw a knife at the assassin. "GAAAAHHHH! strong.... throw.... but you cannot stop me from what I am supposed to do." Hakua knew the end was here. "Shadow! assist me!" The assassin started frantically looking for shadow. A knife jutted out from the hooded figures chest followed by a shrill scream and silence. Shadow lowered his weapon, and pulled it from the corpse. "Finish what I asked. Goodbye Hakua, it's for the best." Shadow said as he vanished. Hakua felt a cold steel knife gently lay against his neck, he started gasping and wriggling about. "Don't squirm, it just makes my job harder, let me just end your life." Hakua felt the knife slide across his neck and then warmth, the warm rush of blood on his skin. Air left Hakua and Hakua gasped and rolled over onto his back. The assassin stepped away, Hakua was watching through his final breathes and seconds of life as the assassin walked off, and shadows consumed Hakua's vision and there was dark.