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The wind screamed and writhed with the presence of one everyone thought long dead. Kazuya knew the presence, even if he had the fortune of rarely being in it. As the horde of undead charged at them, Kazuya ran forward, dancing in-between metal and fist, bone and flesh. He leaped into the air, spun, and threw Manmocker. The fan was a black disc of destruction, slicing through rusted armor, decaying flesh, and blackened bone all with the same ease. As Kazuya landed, the fan returned to its master. Kazuya stood and gave a graceful sweep of his fan.

The wind squalled and whipped, pushing back the horde briefly. The air gensai moved in front of Amara, arm held out, partially to protect her and partially to keep her from engaging the recently un-deceased Grand Master. "If it is her that you want, it is me that you will have to go through," spoke Kazuya, before giving his trademark smirk, "However I must warn you, I won't make it easy." The truth was, Kazuya was rather frightened. Necromancy at this level was no easy feat, by far. Not to mention the Grand Master, in life, was quite powerful. In death? Kazuya wasn't even sure he stood much of a chance, not that he was going to make mention of that.

"Run, now." he said to Amara, knowing that running away wasn't exactly in Amara's nature. "This is not your fight, nor your sin to bear. This was a problem that should have been taken care of long before your time. See to the safe evacuation of the citizens, please..." Kazuya wouldn't forgive himself if anything happened to Amara while he had some say in the matter. He could only hope that she wouldn't argue with him...

((Sorry for posting out of turn ^^; ))
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