"Of course it's strange; a song that compels you to dance, drawing you in even during such weather as this?"

Settling into a dance that coordinated with Fuu was easy enough; a seasoned warrior, the sounds she made were all he needed to make sure he didn't bump into her even with his eyes closed.

"It's magic at work. That's obvious."

And of course there would be a player somewhere beyond that mist, and of course the chances were they meant no good whatsoever. Yoshitsugu spun around, still probably enjoying himself.