[Despite battling all manner of beasts in his lifetime, Nao never expected to be battling something quite like these fiends. Zombies, the undead are something of a unique foe that Nao never expected to handle. He's battled some in the past but the zombies he face today aren't like any of the shambling corpses he had to fight years ago.
These monsters are quick. They're almost as nimble and sturdy as himself which makes killing them that much more of a task than necessary. In short, they're giving the Ninneko a run for his money.]
Just die already! [He shouts once he stabs the blade of his sword right through one of the zombie's torso. The monster keeps snapping and clawing at him still even after being impaled from front to back. Nao struggles to get his sword free briefly before yanking it roughly. Splatters of red fly everywhere as the zombie suddenly falls down in a messy heap but Nao doesn't have the luxury of celebrating his victory when he has three more charging at him.]
Just what are these things---[Maybe instead of fighting, fleeing would be a much wiser choice. The zombies are frenzied after catching a whiff of blood.]
II. THE FUTURE ISN'T BRIGHT
[Hear that startling sound of glass shattering? That's just Nao punching his mirror with his bare hand. The jagged shards bite into his skin drawing little drops of blood but the pain doesn't seem to phase him much. Instead, he grumpily tosses the broken mirror over his shoulder before tending to his bloody hand.]
That wasn't very smart. [He laments angrily as he gingerly starts picking the glass out of his cuts.] What sort of sorcery is this?
Nao Fujiwara | Original