More Rampinging of the Dead...

-He stops following Itami when he sees hundreds of creatures running toward him-Well i guess it is time for more fighting.-He charges toward one creature firing a right uppercut knocking him back into two creatures-Seems like it doesnt end

A pair of gunshots could be heard behind kuroi as a pair of the undead fell. "Seems you don't have any reiatsu either, Kuroi. How annoying, wouldn't you say?" Fukaku said to him, revolver firing off another shot. "A pity this gun doesn't hold much in the way of ammo."

-He grins at the familiar voice-I am surprised you showed up.-He kicks another creature in the chest knocking some of them back-This seems never ending.-He moves right avoiding a punch-

"Tell me, where else was I going to go?" Fukaku responded, emptying the clip in his revolver, as he brought out his single shot pistol. "Just keep them back, and I'll support." He said, firing the single shot into a nearby zombie's face. The bullet was powerful enough to not only go through that zombie's head, but knock another down behind it as it hit the creatures chest. "I'm not just good with a spirit bow." He said, pulling out his compound bow and readying an arrow on the string.

-He gets into a boxing stance-I don't know maybe sleep.Sandbag Beat!!-He begins running through the crowd punching back creatures rapidly-Seems we are both multi-talented.What are these creatures called?

"Yes, Kuroi, when there are dead corpses walking on the streets, the best thing I can do is sit in my house and go unconscious." Fukaku replied, firing a pair of arrows into a pair of zombie heads, already fitting another to the string. Reiatsu or no reiatsu, he was still amongst the best of archers. "Let's deal with these and move on." Fukaku said.

-He laughs as he punches another zombie in the face-Some people do.Wherever these things are coming from.Its up ahead in the Junkyard i am assuming.-He grabs zombie body off the ground and throws it at some more zombies as he looks at the entrance to the Junkyard-

Fukaku targets a fat zombie in the middle of the crowd, hitting it, and causing it to fall in the crowd, immobilizing several more. "Let's finish these off and go there, then." Fukaku said, killing three more with well-placed arrows. "Of course, for now, it might be best just to focus on the opponents we do have."

-He unsheathes his katana and wakizashi-Alright whatever you say.-He throws both blades out to the side of him in a boomerang formation-Hmmm..-He watches as the blades cut off several more heads each.He holds out his hands grabbing his blades sheathing them-

Fukaku once again takes aim, readying his arrow, when he notices an ill-placed bit of construction equipment, holding a rock up by a thread. "al it takes is ome good aim... Which I have." Fukaku says, firing, and cutting a thread holding the rock. the remaining threads, unable to support the weight on their own, snap, and a group of zombies are killed. "Not too much more, I hope." Fukaku says, firing another shot int oa zombie stsarting to get too close for comfortt. "I'd rather not run out of arrows before the night is done."

-He looks at the remaining zombies-Something is not right here.There should be more of them here.But it seems as if the person controlling them as moved somewhere else.-He hears a child's scream from a distance.He takes off in that direction jumping from zombie head to zombie head-

"... this is a ridiculous way to travel." Fukaku says, while nonetheless doing something similar, jumping from zombie to zombie. "I'll be sure to keep this out of my memoirs." He says dryly.