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[All this talk about the Everglades as of late had spurned the fox's interest in this gloomy region.

He arrived here by foot after sundown and found himself already longing for the gentle forests of Fayren. The Everglades is a land cursed by darkness and forged by magic. The oppressive fog that chokes the region is almost too thick for even his eyes to see. It's a sinister place that looks only vaguely similar to that of fairer Attleton but not by much. The foulness of this city honestly doesn't bode well for anything remotely human.

Tsukuyomi honestly looks out of place as he meanders along the street immaculate in white with his black sword at hand. He had no other reason to come here other than to ease his nagging curiosity. He caught a glimpse of people here and there but most where quiet hesitant to converse with an outsider. The ominous flickering of the nearby street lamps left little to be desired by anyone visiting this ghostly town.

Finally reaching a landmark in the form of a grand manor obstructed with ivy, the fox deity pauses as he pulls out his phone to record his adventure thus far.]

So this is the Everglades?

[He questions as he glances down at the cracked screen of his phone. In the upper corner of the screen there's easy to see that glass there is chipped thanks to Tsukuyomi's carelessness.]

Not much to look at in the terms of beauty but certainly a rather interesting abode. Quite humble in a sense but still quite sinist---

[The loud cawing of a crow nearby caused him to jump a little. It seems that even a former deity like him can get a tad anxious.]

H-Hold your tongues. None of you witnessed that.

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[~~Please die. PLEASE!~~ The kitsune let's out a tortured sigh. He misses the day when the mortals once revered him.]

...Tsukihito Yukimura. [A pause] You may refer to me as 'Yukimura'.

Yukimura it is.

[Yuki if he gets drunk]

What are ye doin' stompin' around the woods if ye don't like it out here? Tisn't a reason to be out if ye hate it.

Unlike you who seem just as craven as the fiends here, I ventured to the Everglades in hopes of purifying this unholy land for the sake of greater good.

[That is until he officially got scared out of his wits and is now regretting ever arriving here at all.

Don't mind the fox when he jerks back a little. He thought he heard something nearby and it spooked him.]

H-Have you seen the beasts here...?

Oh aye, terribly craven, just a wee scared baby. Don't even know how I made it this far.

Doin' a great job what of clearin' these woods up, seems so much safer now.

[He starts to move, taking that nice safety making shotgun with him. Better keep up]

Seen the beasts? I stumbled across a few dead men, may have been a beast or two earlier.

Don't patronize me!

[He's keeping up! Definitely! Yuki here doesn't want to be here all alone.]

Dead men? You mean there's undead here as well?

[Tsukuyomi definitely doesn't like the sound of that at all. That's why his tail is wrapped so tightly around him.]

The dead should never walk.

Tis a great deal difference between the dead and undead.

For one a dead man is a lot less annoyin'. Just lays there, attracts flies and then pops like a ripe grape.

Undead though, tad more difficult to be around. Very good what at ruinin' parties.

Those are here too, but I definitely only saw a few corpses. No reason to be worried.

Corpses not only attract flies but all manner of beast, yes? Therefore, we should be worried!

[The fox silently prays that they neither run into undead or beasts here in this godforsaken hell. Tsukuyomi can fight well enough but his powers aren't what they used to be and he has too much pride this man to help him.

Yeah, too much pride. If that is indeed true, then how come he's following this priest around like a hapless foxling?]

None we should be too worried about.

Vampires and zombies like fresh flesh.

[WHICH YOU ARE. He doesn't seem too bothered by that though]

Trust me.

Ain't no beasts gonna be attracted by the dead men.

[He blinks his eyes owlishly a few times at that bit of logic. Of course he never knew that until now but he's going to pretend as if he did.]

O-Of course! I was merely testing you. It seems you are indeed truly knowledgeable about such beasts.

I suppose I ought to show some respect.

Oh I see. How clever of ye indeed.

Aye, ye should, but it doesn't seem to have stopped ye so far.

[There's a loud rustling not too far away, coming from a densely packed collection of shrubs and small trees.

Cassian just barely tilts his head towards it, he's still eying up a raven.]

Ever have raven before?

[While the priest plays nonchalant about the rustling in the shrubbery nearby, Yukimura here nearly jumped out of his fancy white kimono.]

Don't you hear that!?

[Sorry, Cassian, but the fox isn't humoring your culinary pursuits right now. He's too busy trying to hide behind his fluffy white tail now.]

I-It's getting louder.

Aye, I hear it.

[That raven is looking pretty damn good though]

Ye got a sword, go hit the thing.

WHAT!?

[The fox hisses at Cassian for that flippant response.]

You expect me to fight that thing--Eep!

[He cowers even further behind his tail once he hears the growling.]

T-That's a zombie...!

Well I was expectin' ye to do somethin'. Don't know what it was, but somethin'.

Now I know.

[Okay, that raven is just gonna have to wait. He's not in the mood to show off tonight with fancy gun play.

The little man pumps the action and stalks off towards the bush, just close enough so that the full blast of the buckshot will have its total effect.

Well I'm sure he's at least going to inquire what's in the-

BLAM

... Okay so maybe not]

[Tsukuyomi covered his ears once the priest pulled the trigger. That godforsaken boomstick is rather damn loud, Cassian. Loud but effective.]

Is it dead?

[He questions curiously as he slowly uncurls his tail from around him.]

Well it was already dead before that but it is a great deal deader.

[Your intuition was right though! Without hesitation, he reaches in and hauls out a twitching, frothing corpse. Clearly mostly decayed, so it had no right moving the way it was-]

Bugger. Just missed the major parts of the brain. Get your ears again for a second.

[The grimaces once the priest shows off his kill to him. It seems that he was right. The undead are stirring but why? Maybe it's because these beasts are zeroing in on something.

That something being them.]

There's more. [He whispers as he slowly draws his blade. Still mostly petrified with fright, Tsukuyomi does find the will to unsheathe his sword once he hears something shambling within the darkness. The cold steel of his sword is pitch black like the night itself but shines like obsidian. Now that the Ame-no-Ohabari has been drawn, Tsukuyomi's eyes actually start to glow a tad brighter.]

Seven to the right and five towards the left.

[He can sense them.]

Be on guard.

[One more blast from the shotgun disposes of the zombie, and he happily drops the sodden, shattered remains of it, pumping the action again and lining up.]

Aye. I'll pick off the ones what get close.

Be ready for what slips through.

[Best not to fall to magic unless it looked dire. He needed what waning energy he had after all]

[Yukimura takes a deep breath as he gets into stance.

He presses his thumb against the hand guard while holding the sheathe of the sword within his hands. It's your typical Iaido stance, the resting battle stance that all swordsmen of this particular style are known for. The only difference between this him and other swordsmen is that he's wielding the fucking Sword of Heaven.]

Wakatta.

[In a flash of light, Tsukuyomi is on the attack. He slices his blade through the first zombie he sees and cleaves right through him with a powerful bolt of energy that flies right off the blade. It strikes the ground with a thunderous boom as he moves on towards the next foe. While Tsukuyomi is quite terrified of all things that bump in the night, he's not about to lay and die.

If anything, he's taking everyone of these vermin with him to the Afterlife.]

[Then maybe he just be less of a big baby.

Well in any case, Cassian doesn't have a magic sword or anything. But he does have one hell of an aim. The crack and boom of the magic around him only causes a slight, unprepared flinch, but he drives himself onwards anyway, the blessed cargo of each buckshot round tearing through each beast as it lurches forward.

Zombies, stupid things. Walk right into a shockgun blast]

Don't let any of 'em bite ye, not even a bit of saliva. I don't know how their curse is transmitted yet.

[There were going to be samples tonight, boy howdy]

Left, mate. To ye left-

[Too close for Cassian to unload the shotgun at]

[When Tsukuyomi actually shuts his trap, he's actually a functioning warrior.

He's hacking and slashing at these zombies with little difficulty. Just his sword, a flash of light and the thunderous boom that follows. Eventually he slips up and accidentally let's one slip right past his left but that's easily rectified by the summoning for a second sword.]

I have it! Move!

[That bright light from earlier that encased his sword shines once more as Tsukuyomi slides his fingers over the dark steel. The swipes the sword towards the direction of the ghoul and another flash of light shoots forth with deadly precision. Unlike earlier there's no explosion that follows.

Tsukuyomi used his powers to form a silvery floating sword that mirrors the Ame-no-Ohabari in appearance. It floats there on its own tied with an silver chain that links all the way back to his black katana.]

Try not to get yourself killed, loudmouth.

[Oh, he's teasing now. This little shit--]

[And move he did, sliding sharply away as the blade makes short work of the formerly crafty zombie.

Each boom of the kitsunes sword is matched by the blast of the shotgun, the air filling with smoke as holy metal tears through the beasts. What the blade doesn't catch, Cassian's shotgun does, spattering rotting organs into trees and leaves]

Watch where ye swing that great kitchen knife then, lad.

[Up and over again, until one slips in too close to the priest. Rather like instinct, a hand shoots out, catching the creature by its skull, the man giving a sharp bark in Latin.

There's a hiss as the entity screams, toppling back to the earth as if it'd been struck by lightning.]

Kitchen knife!? [Tsukuyomi growls at the priest.] You dare refer to the Sword of Heaven as a mere kitchen knife, you brute!?

[Despite their bickering, Tsukuyomi manages to stay focused enough to dispatch another wave of zombies that climbed out from the bushes. He forms a third chained blade and uses it to keep the other group of ghouls at bay while personally dispatching a few himself. Bodies hit the ground in splatters of rotted blood that coat the leaves pitch black with gore.

The zombies where starting to dwindle in number but a few of them where becoming frenzied by the smell of blood.]

We're down to eight of them now! Be on guard.

Ye get what ye give!

[Under and over, and occasionally the shotgun would be joined with the black blade of an old hunting knife, gutted and gored zombies falling left and right.

Seems the zombies might not be the only creatures losing themselves here, there was an odd glint growing in the priests steel colored eyes, each movement becoming more wild and eager.]

Get to my back and face them, let none slip in behind.

I'll bite you next time!

[A huff escapes Tsukuyomi as he quickly dispatches yet another zombie that attempted to attack him. He literally phased right through the ghoul like some short of ghost. The fiend expected to taste flesh but only met with Tsukuyomi's sword once he stabbed it through the skull. He severed the creature's head clean off before quickly taking up his stance by the priest.]

You're looking awfully gleeful now, bright-eyes.

[He comments as he starts summoning more of these ghostly swords to come forth.]

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