The two Swordswomen made quite the pair, standing proud, their weapons held at the ready, a Knight and a Kitsune.
One little boy boldly got up and walked over to the two women, trying to be brave.
"Please Masters, Mommy and Daddy said there are too many of them and that we were to hide here. What do we do?" He asked, fear in his eyes.
Akane paused, taken aback. She had thought she was fighting Monsters, not children. These younglings probably had no choice, dragged along by their parents. However, they were all too young, and still had their innocence. Where they to die now, they would be sent to Heaven, guided by the various Spirits and Angels.
The Kitsune sheathed her sword, and bent down to meet the youngling's eyes. Softly and sadly, she spoke. "Little one, do you wish to see your parents once more?"
The young boy nodded his head.
"Then close your eyes and trust me." She said, great sadness in her voice.
The boy did as instructed, and Akane stood up. The Kitsune softly spoke words in an ancient language of her kind, and an Inari, a fox-spirit of pure white appeared before each child and placed a paw upon each child's forehead.
"[Guide them to Heaven, keep them safe from Sin and pain. They do not deserve to die, but do not deserve the Depths of Hell either. Fathers above, fallen of my ancestors, take these youngling's to a better place.]" Akane spoke in her ancient toungue, and each of the children simply disappeared, the Inari with them. A mournful howl echoed through the ear canal as they left, chilling anyone still there to the bone.
Akane fell to her knees, openly weeping. "Gods forgive me....." She sobbed, arms hugging herself as her tears fell freely.
