[Hakkai's blade cuts through the creature's body in a spray of purplish liquid, and he tears it out to the side, cleaning the ayakashi's substance from the blade with a swift flick of his wrist as he straightens. Under Chikusa's claws, the creature slowly deflates, bubbling away into nothingness, and he exhales, looking up at the crane.
He smiles, just a little.]
Thank you. Shall we see if we can find any others?
[There's one of those strange rents nearby, he thinks, and looks up at it, expression going coldly thoughtful again.]
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He smiles, just a little.]
Thank you. Shall we see if we can find any others?
[There's one of those strange rents nearby, he thinks, and looks up at it, expression going coldly thoughtful again.]