originally posted in:The New Dojo
Sakuret Ceiko showed up nearby the girl and her associate, red gauntlets on his arms as the rain got his trenchcoat wet. Hooked claws attached onto chains dropped from the gauntlets and looked they weighed a ton, which they did. The plasma coating activated and he started to swing his blades around wildly, to slice and dice through undead with little to no effort to reach the two.
"Thank fück my trenchcoat ain't getting me wet."
The old looking man said as he approached the two.
"Stand down you two! If not then I will not hold back!"
He shouted in the rain, offering peace instead of death...strange for Sakuret.
English
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[b]The plasma light, and loud yelling, seemed to be a favorite among undead creatures. Almost immediately, most the ripped apart heads turned to you with a scream. Some shuffled along, while others began running in a crazed, drunk like manner. One would have to get rid of them first, before taking on what appeared to be a leader. They climbed through the hours and toppled over each other, just to get to you. Oh boy. [/b]
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Sakuret, being reasonable and smart started to spin around and the claws started to lift in the air due to physics as he spun around. The plasma made a blue trail of light as he spun, any undead unlucky enough to enter his premises would be doomed to missing a bisection. This was all a mere annoyance to Sakuret to be quite honest.
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[b]The zombies seemed not to be completely mindless beats. They began tearing off the wood from houses and chucking it at you with incredible strength. Your claws could not cover your entire body, and the wood would start breaking against your legs. One zombie threw his severed, burning arm towards you. Slowly, more and more gathered and you spun, a hail of broken and burned wood. [/b]