Matsue might have been a nice city, if not for all the yellow fog and the oppressive atmosphere that accompanied it. And the demons. Spooks loved the fog and there was certainly no shortage of them here. Five had already fallen to their flames as they moved through the streets, attempting to find the museum where the Kishin was believed to be lurking. And now, with another Calamity Blast, a sixth was defeated. It wasn't the easiest battle either, doubtful whispers creeping into her mind, interrupting her focus at moments, the Madness at work. Maybe, that broadcast last night hadn't been the best idea, it weighed on her mind and disrupted her concentration.
"Are you holding up all right?" Lily addressed the sketch of Lezard in the book and placed the latest soul atop the pages. Unbeknownst to her, it was the 99th for him. She'd never really kept track of how many they'd fought and the number of demon problems in this world was kind of depressing.
That done, she turned in a circle, trying to make out anything at all in the dense fog, much heavier than it had been in the tunnel near Death City, even thicker than the fog that regularly blanketed San Francisco back home. "And any idea which way we should go? I can barely see a thing in this dang fog!"
Lily and Lezard | Closed
"Are you holding up all right?" Lily addressed the sketch of Lezard in the book and placed the latest soul atop the pages. Unbeknownst to her, it was the 99th for him. She'd never really kept track of how many they'd fought and the number of demon problems in this world was kind of depressing.
That done, she turned in a circle, trying to make out anything at all in the dense fog, much heavier than it had been in the tunnel near Death City, even thicker than the fog that regularly blanketed San Francisco back home. "And any idea which way we should go? I can barely see a thing in this dang fog!"