Kuro's light footsteps resonated within the dilapidated shack as he was pacing around the shelter. He caught wind of a figure who entered in the shack; it was Priscilla the Ancient. For some reason, Kuro had this strange feeling to keep his distance from her. Ironically, she's their only hope, yet Kuro wanted to keep his distance. It's not like he hates her or something, but for some reason, he didn't like to know the full extent of Priscilla's powers. Kuro felt as though he would not be able to accept some of her capabilities... specifically, Necromancy. Truly, Skull Queen meant more than just being able to bash the skulls of humans.

"Hisako-pyon! Hehe! You goin' to go on a hunt? Hai hai! I'll just stay right here, and keep watch on the shack. I'm glad that Big Sis and Krov-kun are goin' with ya!" Kuro chuckled childlishy while he waved his hand. Suddenly, Kuro's eyes flashed red as he took a predator stance, and wildly twisted his head so that it would face the approaching figure. The figure came out from the shadows as Kuro took in a deep sniff, and exhaled wildly. 

"Necro--- mancy---" Kuro growled huskily, making sure he wasn't glaring at Priscilla. Could she have done this?! No. Hopefully, not her. Kuro awaited the arrival of the Abomination... Suddenly, the grotesque creature stood in front of them, and spoke in an accent which Kuro was familiar of... it was italian. 

"Italian, eh? My coven is situated in Italy, that is where I fled during the Shogun Wars; pretty much, after Nobunaga committed suicide under Akechi. My Lady was an italian vampire." Kuro mumbled lowly, approaching the abomination. "[i]Sei al sicuro qui[/i]*" Kuro spoke in a japanese-accented italian language. "[i]Chi è il tuo padrone?*"

* - You are safe here.
** - Who is your master?