Koumyou didn't even seem to notice Zechs' reaction, wandering off into the brush in what had to be a random direction. "But coordinating well enough to drag half a town out of their own beds in the middle of the night without a single witness? Without so much as a telegraph?"

The priest patted at one of his sleeves absentmindedly as he walked, before remembering what he was wearing and tucking his hands back into the hoodie pocket.

"You may have to fight something really spooky!"