Momo was already on her feet, eyes narrowed and shimmering slightly as she looked at their spirit threads. At least she tried to. No souls - tey had no souls.
"I hope you this answers the question you had earlier about the state of the townspeople," Momo replied, wiping away the small bit of blood that had begun to drip from her own nose. "They lack souls as well."
Despite being trapped in a building with zombie-like creatures, Momo was surprisingly calm. This was unexpected and she was unarmed, but she was far from helpless. She was shinigami. Turning to Peter, she put a hand on his arm and forced him to meet her eyes.
"We need to get out. There is no tactical advantage in staying inside." Not with them. "Let's move!" With that, the shinigami delivered a kick at the closest bookshelf with a strength her tiny frame should not possess.
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"I hope you this answers the question you had earlier about the state of the townspeople," Momo replied, wiping away the small bit of blood that had begun to drip from her own nose. "They lack souls as well."
Despite being trapped in a building with zombie-like creatures, Momo was surprisingly calm. This was unexpected and she was unarmed, but she was far from helpless. She was shinigami. Turning to Peter, she put a hand on his arm and forced him to meet her eyes.
"We need to get out. There is no tactical advantage in staying inside." Not with them. "Let's move!" With that, the shinigami delivered a kick at the closest bookshelf with a strength her tiny frame should not possess.