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Dust drifted in the thin sunlight cutting through the skeletal city, casting sharp shadows around the advancing horde. Akito stood unwavering, his undead frame a stark wall between the threat and the faint, spectral form lingering behind him. A glimmer of human awareness flickered in his dull green eyes as he clenched his jaw. With a raw, guttural sound, he lunged forward, his fist meeting a zombie’s skull with a brittle crack. He didn't hesitate, thrusting another attacker back with sheer, protective force. "Stay behind me," he rasped, his voice scraped rough and dry, stepping into the violence to shelter the ghost who could not be touched by it.