[@Hammerman][@PaulHaynek][@AzureKnight]

[color=ed145b][b]Skarsneek of the Red Hill[/b][/color]

[color=ed145b]"Got ya,"[/color] Skarsneek said with a thumbs up to Atsuha, not really going to argue since Hinami's conditions looked to be getting worse. 

Admittedly, he really did wish Atsuha can tell him more about this. He didn't precisely like being left in the dark, especially when it was someone close to him.

So with that, they traveled in the mist carefully as a group. Skarsneek constantly scanned and watched their rear like a hawk. It took a while as they moved in silence until he saw Takeshi stopping in his tracks when they walked past a row of graves.

Turning his attention to a particular one, he noted the much more cared-for condition even as Takeshi explained further whose grave it belonged to.

He kept his comment to himself but when the nape of his neck rose, Skarsneek turned instantly to where a figure came from the mist. 

Both clubs slammed into one as he readied for a fight, he hadn't even noticed until she was this close and that was only due to the figure shouted first.

Though when she muttered Takeshi's name, and the latter recognized her in turn. Skarsneek relaxed himself a little as he rested his quarter-staff against his shoulder.

[color=ed145b]"You're lucky, nearly everyone got wiped out in the first attack. Takeshi here is the only one that made it out. Not sure about your lord."[/color] Skarsneek gave a summarized version of current events to her. [color=ed145b]"We're rounding up everyone that can fight, and you're the few on that list."[/color]

Though taking a closer look at Yurine, she certainly aged gracefully in his opinion.