It didn't make sense, none of it did, everything that has led up to a random encounter in a random location was just quite disheartening. Engei was in a trance, wavered by the illusion that blinded him so hazily, and it was something that he could quite shake off. There were moments, of course, that saw him waddle in and out of the completely hollow sensation that encumbered his body, and more importantly; his mind. It was a strange situation to be in indeed, whoever this person was she was obviously strong, and that much was made clear. But whether or not her intentions were true, he would never know. There was too much drama in this scene, far too much, it was distressing and disheartening for the Chuunin whom only thought of his sister, her deceased fiancée, in the hopes that only day they would be redeemed and their attackers brought to justice.
He carried this burden, such a heavy horrid weight on his shoulder, where there wasn't a single soul to help carry the weight. And in truth, the God's honest truth, Engei didn't even hear whatever the Kage Guard had to say - there was this horrid ringing, an ululating white noise that dulled his senses and caused his stomach to do back flips. The tall standing Chuunin wavered back and forth, struggling to hold his blade, let alone his body up straight. He just wanted to find out who hurt his sister... He wanted to break their bones, he wanted them to suffer in prison for years on end without any human rights that they were voided of the day they committed such a vile act. Engei's head was a little busted, blood freckled down from his head, dripping down to the arch of his lip and hanging their nervously, waiting for an ultimatum from gravity: to fall or not to fall. It was like being drunk in a way, dying felt quite funny in a really sadistic way.
Engei tried to move forward, woozy from motion, where he would fall to his knees and laugh. His brow would press against the hilt of his blade. The Chuunin just laughed, for a good few seconds, pressing his face against the handle of his sword. His laughter filled the echoed street, the sound of rubble returning to the earth complimented the laugh, in a strange way. And it was at that moment that he began to reflect on his past, his childhood even, where the gentle giant whom didn't even like to fight had turned into this angry man, contempt with a life of revenge and seeking ill-justice on persons that he had never met. It was truly a life that he wouldn't wish on his worst enemy, not that he truly had any enemies. In truth, the Chuunin was now just feeling quite tired of all the drama that this conquest was causing him.
A memory would flood back and fill his mind with a serene wave washing over his body - or this could be, quite literally, his body trying to combat the pain of his injuries who knew. There was a sensation that Engei knew something was wrong with this battle, or to be more specific, a genjutsu was messing him up. He couldn't quite tell but something just lulled him to step down... He sighed, hands shaky with excitement and emotion, eyes filled with what could only be described as sadness.
26 years old, given his life to protecting Stone for his sister to be wheel-chair bound and her partner to be killed by a suspected Guardian. He didn't have a relationship with a partner, a man he once knew that he let slip away, just because he wanted to protect people and that said partner couldn't stand the sight of Engei being in the line of fire for strangers. For all of that to come down to this tedious moment in time that could, potentially, be described as ironic.
[Didn't know whether Engei still saw Katsu and Koyoko.]
[Edit: Actions sent.]