Deravan sighed as he then fallowed Dorisma, staying quiet as he fallowed. He though about it. That grey dust thing... If they had to fight creatures like those back then, where only fire really affected them, then he might end up having trouble. Unless his blade itself was able to actually do some damage, which he hoped it could. And thinking about it, a katana like this... It just felt right for him. It felt like it would be the right weapon for him to use instead of 2 daggers like he usually used. Why though? He had no idea. Well, it was no use thinking about it right now. He had some work to do right now.
"I hope it dosen't spread that fast, or else we might have a serious issue. We really will need to hope there is a cure and that we can actually apply it everywhere." he then says.