The sudden realization that there's active zombies - if not live ones - coming at them leaves Yato cold, breaking out into a sweat as he stares down their next set of targets. Torn between firing like crazy and throwing in the towel at getting them the hell out of there, he sits there in a stunned silence for several long moments.]
W-Well, they're sure as hell moving...! That counts as alive to me!
[He takes aim at one that's scratched its nose, nailing it (them??) in the gut to a loud "Oof!" and a wince.]
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The sudden realization that there's active zombies - if not live ones - coming at them leaves Yato cold, breaking out into a sweat as he stares down their next set of targets. Torn between firing like crazy and throwing in the towel at getting them the hell out of there, he sits there in a stunned silence for several long moments.]
W-Well, they're sure as hell moving...! That counts as alive to me!
[He takes aim at one that's scratched its nose, nailing it (them??) in the gut to a loud "Oof!" and a wince.]
What should we do, Hiyori...?!