[That young lady happens to be Machi. Her eyes shift from the half-rotten corpses to the short white haired kid man in front of her. There's the faintest bit of tension in her hands but its gone as quickly as it came. From behind, Toushirou looks like someone fimilar, but only for brief moment.]
Courtly
kidman in front of her. There's the faintest bit of tension in her hands but its gone as quickly as it came. From behind, Toushirou looks like someone fimilar, but only for brief moment.]It's useless.