Kaze glanced to his side at the smiling red-head before returning his attention to the scene before him. More Hunters were showing up by the second and seemed to be entering pretty thoughtlessly. No wonder why the DHA was finding Hunter corpses, they were all needlessly reckless. He wasn't one to talk most of the time, but when he ran headlong into a situation it had already been scouted. An example, did anyone else notice that the yurei were being unnaturally aggressive? They were ghosts but they were not fleeing.

More footsteps, more Hunters, except he recognized this one. One Miss Yokoi Beniha, the lady of the feathers as he called her. Since he paid attention to her he spied the drop of blood that came from above her. Finally taking a step into the building his hand left its pocket, pulling a flashlight out with it. Clicking it on the bright light was flicked up, searching the catwalks for the source. From his left a yurei came screaming at him, its fingers curled in rigid talons. Unfortunately for it, it was far to slow. His other hand snapped out of its pocket and grabbed the specters face, unlike his right this hand was black, scaled, and clawed.

If one looked a little closely at the yokai spirit they'd notice its face, and skull, was bulging between his fingers. With an almost casual air he tossed the specter to his right as if he were going to skip a stone across water. The initial impact cracked the concrete floor before it began to actually skip along the ground until it struck the building-side. Blowing out the sheet-metal with a tremendous dent. There were so many Hunters here he didn't really feel the need to get into the fight unless he was attacked directly.

While he searched, and played around, a living girl and corpses was revealed. And another Hunter came swooping in...literally. Fiery phoenix wings, a pillar of flame, luckily this building was metal and not something actually flammable. Well fire [b]was[/b] a purifier of the supernatural. Same with salt and those paper talismans the Japanese priests and priestesses were fond of.