[Kira has been going out on a regular basis, searching for others she can draw into the group that she and Allison had been collecting. She'd been working in a spiral, venturing further out as time passed.
Regardless of the distance between their two points, the scream pierces Kira's eardrums, forcing her to pause and clap her hands protectively over her ears. Except some instinct makes her realize - this is not a call of death, but a cry for help.
She takes off at top speed, withdrawing the katana from its sheath and moving it into a strike position as she streaks through the forest toward Lydia.]
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Regardless of the distance between their two points, the scream pierces Kira's eardrums, forcing her to pause and clap her hands protectively over her ears. Except some instinct makes her realize - this is not a call of death, but a cry for help.
She takes off at top speed, withdrawing the katana from its sheath and moving it into a strike position as she streaks through the forest toward Lydia.]