Lunaria grasped the air with her werewolf hand and sliced across her palm. A crackle sounded as radiant flames seeped from the wound on her palm. The blaze grew longer, forming a curved blade of pure fire, identical to her katana.
'If I am the Moon, then she is undoubtedly the Sun!'
The second blade raged without restraint.
Lunaria's cheeks paled the moment she summoned this sword of fire, yet her plump red lips curled upward.
'Kumiko gave these bldaes an interesting name... haha.'
She named the fiery sword Yōkō, meaning Sunlight and the blue sword Gekkō, meaning Moonlight, in Japanese.
"Did you think I didn't have any other means?"
She observed the wiry zombie while creeping into its range, her sword crackling with each step, her bloody fire hungry for sustenance.
Of course, she got no reply.
The zombie raised its blades, shifting its back foot against the concrete.
'He's going to rush me.'
