"Get this thing off me!" Croissant swung his staff blindly at the zombie, before a particularly

strong blow knocked him to the ground. The threat was quickly averted by 'You's larged, armored

body colliding into the zombie, sending its broken limbs flying into a mangled heap.

"Oh, shit! Sorry about that, Croi, that one got past us. You alright?" Croissant looked up to

his rescuer, turning slightly red. This was such a dangerous place, and it would have been far

safer to have abandoned the priest and ran like hell, yet the Paladin came back...

"Y-yeah...I'm fine, th...thank you..." Croissant looked away for a moment, feeling excessively

warm.

"Come on, you're not hurt, let's get you up and us outta here." Croissant looked up, seeing the

offered hand, and gently taking it. He wasn't sure how he felt. He hardly knew this person, and

yet there was a strange spark inside him, something that...

...Was quickly replaced by the blood 'You' decided to scream out of his mouth, slumping forward.

Behind the Paladin was Akechi, one Katar short. The missing one? In the back of 'You's skull.

The little flame inside Croissant died that moment, as a hasty healing brought the trio back to

the cold, undead reality surrounding them.