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On his response, Yuya paused, lowering the pistol she had been busy oiling.

Kyo almost chuckled. His dreaded Suicide Forest origins never failed to remind the unwary of their vulnerable mortality.

Then in a voice, clear and musical, she recited a verse to the pitch black sky as nostalgic as it was haunting: "The Sea of Trees beckons, the abode of creatures cunning in beauty, Kingdom of Aka no Ou."

If he recognised the lyric, he didn't show it. Nor did he betray his surprise to Yuya, who, across the flicker and crackle of the campfire, was watching him calmly.