V1C19

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At that moment, Yomotsu-Shikome hurried her pace, sensing a new presence after having led Nakajima to the burial chamber. As she rarely displayed any sort of emotion outwardly, it was unclear whether or not she was thinking "There sure are a lot of intruders today!" but in the thousands of years during which she had protected the sanctity of the Kofun tomb, there was never a time before when it had seen two visitors on the same day. Presently she came upon Loki running down the burial corridor, and she stretched her slimy arms out as far as they could go to block his passage.

"RAUIERE!" Yomotsu-Shikome tried to tell him something in a foreign tongue. She could sense that this intruder possessed a power much different and far greater than the human tomb robbers that had foolishly wandered in before. If possible, she wanted to repel him without having to fight.

Caught off guard, Loki stood still and narrowed his jet-black eyes, as if sizing up the power of this new arrival. Then, he started to walk forward calmly, an arrogant smirk on his face.

Traveling so fast it was not even visible, Loki's fist slammed into Yomotsu-Shikome's still-extended shoulder. Without even a chance to cry out, the monster woman was slammed against the rock wall, her flailing purple-flecked legs kicking at the cold stone floor.

"Did you really think you would be able to stop me?" Loki mocked Yomotsu-Shikome as she finally managed to stand back up.

Having fully regained her senses, Yomotsu-Shikome charged at Loki, bellowing threats at him. But Loki did not even attempt to dodge, and merely grabbed the arm of the fearsomely charging monster woman, and twisted it hard. In an instant, Yomotsu-Shikome's arm was torn off below the elbow, and fresh blood gushed out of the wound. Realizing that she couldn't stand a chance of defeating him by sheer strength, the monster woman made a suicidal charge at Loki, attempting to pin him with her overwhelming weight, and surprised, he fell over as she crashed into him. But even though her attack succeeded, Yomotsu-Shikome's fangs could not penetrate his bronze skin as she attempted to tear out his throat, merely making harmless scraping sounds against his neck.

As Loki plunged his sharp talons into Yomotsu-Shikome's chest and tore out her heart, he nonchalantly threw aside the monster woman as she let out a horrible death cry, proceeding down the path as if nothing had happened.

"Izanami, Izanami...."

Yomotsu-Shikome's sorrowful cries soon became quieter than the gentle breeze flowing through the corridor.