phase ii

[ Kazama would have avoided the other man with ease except that the creature following him took that moment to dart in and lick his leg, making his knees buckle as the nerves went numb and he no longer felt his extremities. This act was getting old, but no matter how far he ran, the ghost followed. It was honestly more than a little bit vexing that neither sword nor wit had rid him of the beast.

Which is, of course, why Kazama snorted at the other man. ]

Then perhaps you should ask some fool to be your eyes. Do you enjoy tempting death?

[ because even if he can't move, he still had his sword arm!

For the moment. ]