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Weaving throughout the bodies, living and dead, of Seele soldiers, Kacey searched for the telltale light of glinting steel. She was too far away to hear Red's surrendering words, but when she looked up she could tell from the distraught look on Kanade's face that something was very wrong. "Crap, who's dead now?" she muttered, with a small "aha" when she finally spotted her two long knives strapped to a soldier's belt. Kacey picked them up and spun them in her hands. Somehow, everything felt right now that she had her trusty weapons in her grip. She ducked her head, holding her breath as she slowly moved through the soldiers, close to the ground. Once she got behind that Gray guy....ugh, Gray, with his zombies and unnatural haircolor...could she really even say that when her best, if only friend, had the same shade of hair as him? Oh, well. It wouldn't matter soon, she thought, carefully straightening up at Gray's back with her knives in the position to slash at his throat as soon as he turned around...