The eastern approach did not hold for long.

Flame rolled outward in a widening arc from Yukans techniques, heat distorting the falling snow as it surged across the open ground. The foremost cluster of wights was caught in it fully. Dry sinew and rotted cloth ignited almost instantly, bodies collapsing into one another as the fire consumed what little held them upright. Several fell and did not rise again, their forms blackening and splitting as the flames took hold.

There were a few soldiers of Nan Gau that were hesitantly grabbing corpses from around Youko. Dragging them towards a pile that was being set alight with the torches. Commander Rextelian grimaced slightly as he watched the felines madness. Quickly turning his attentions back towards commanding the flow of the battle. His eyes searching for the one holding the strings. 

“Burn everything that falls,” he called out, louder this time.
“No exceptions.”

Aya moved with him, already ahead of the order.

The red haired kitsune darted between soldiers with quick, efficient steps, a torch in one hand and blade in the other. Where something twitched, she was there. Where something tried to rise, she ended it. Her movements were sharp, practiced, and entirely without hesitation.

One wight managed to surge up in front of her, jaws snapping wide. Her blade took its head cleanly.

Itsy, KaMaras, and Varius's efforts won out for the most part. The trickle of wights that had been shambling in had grown to something manageable. And close to finished off. It almost seemed as if the battle was coming to an end. 

Hiruq tore into another wight, as he fought alongside Moo. Snarling and ripping its head off. Several of the mabaroshi warriors also fought, though they all remained in their humanoid forms. The wolf chuffed, blue and gold eyes on Moo for a solid two seconds, before he bounded towards the next wight within reach. A Few of the warriors around them grabbed torches and started setting fire to what the pair left behind. 

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Just a little ways off; just far enough to be out of sight and ear shot, Yume met with her maker. Nemurus eyes widened slightly at Yumes outburst. But her eyes softened and she smiled endearingly. 

[color=#F6E27A]"Oh sweet girl...I'm so sorry...I really wanted to be..but...And I know. I know you tried. I watched you. But I couldn't leave before. But now I can!"[/color] She smiled excitedly. The smile faltered only slightly as Yume pulled away and called the staff to her. 

As the silver haired fae called her magic forth the power gathered around her at first. In a swirling shifting cloud of refracted light hat hovered above her. But it spread out quickly, shooting out towards the area that Yume had focused. And once it reached the limit of its expanse, it rained down beams of light that shot down in like burning rain. 


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For those within the village of Nan-Li, finishing off the wights that remained from the sudden surge; there was a strange vision to behold. Just a short distance away, above the thicket of the forest that surrounded the village mountainside, was a strange cloud. It was glowing, as if made of light, shifting with refracted colors. It spread across the forest in a singular direction, and almost spread out towards the village. 

Since Yumi had been looking in that direction to keep an eye out for the troublesome Yume, she was the first to notice the cloud. And perhaps the first to see Yume standing in the sudden clearing that had been razed. 

Beams of light fell down from the cloud above and burned down a good section of the forest, and a few outlying cabins. When the hellfire finally stopped, Yume was revealed to be standing with her staff pointed in the general direction of a charred form standing some distance away. 

It was a heap of charred remains, but it twitched. Once, Twice. Then suddenly an arm reached up from beneath the pile of charred remains. It seemed the wight commander had taken refuge under the corpse of the undead horse it had ridden. It stood now, drawing its sword. Hollow blue eyes burning with a deadly vengeance. Its jaw unhinged, muscley sinew visibly cracking in the cold as it screeched and ran forward towards Yume. 

Nemuru clapped her hands together with an excited sound. 

[color=#F6E27A]"Oh! That's my Girl! You're so amazing!"[/color]