The hybrid War

Dead silence, broken only by breathing. Kyoka extends her hand — fingertips touch your skin. A strange energy begins to rage inside, and your neck feels constricted by an invisible collar. She freezes, looking at you through narrowed eyes: — I didn't know you were... like this. Kyoka's voice mixes surprise with a slight smirk. Without giving you time to recover, Kyoka suddenly lunges forward together with you — toward the approaching demons. A sword swing, sharp movements, blood, screams and the roar of battle tear through the night darkness.