Inari pov
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My head pounds. A noise oh so loud grates against my ears. Gunfire, screams, the howl of pain as a limb was sheared from the arm. Startled, I struggle in the grip of some- some foreign person.
I struggle. My muscles bulge with power. But she does not budge. Her own gaze just sweeps around the visible street.
I do too.
And I can see why she's so tense. Why her shoulders hold me so tightly. There must be hundreds... thousands of creatures. Just loitering around us.
What!? What're they doing here?! And why?
Why?
And- and how...?
Last I knew, and last I was told. These- they were rare. Only seen once in a blue moon. And with the strength to be called a natural disaster.
And sure their kind had increased - It could be called a surge - but that... That's that, and this- this is something completely different.
My shock is real.
Not feigned, not at all.
Should I?
