A wave of relief passed over Ichijou as he felt thankful that Agent Washington hadn't shared his explosives with Mister McCrimmon, but that didn't last long once he realized that someone with a sword was going to gut him like a fish if he didn't do something. He couldn't exactly see where all of this noise was coming from, being a bit too short to see over his undead cohorts, but he could hear the sound coming closer and closer and closer and...

He tried to remain stone-faced, but he did have a breaking point. That happened once it seemed like the clashing sounds were coming from what he estimated to be about ten seconds away, at which point he simply couldn't stand it anymore; Ichijou let out a piercing scream and tried to take off running, but the distinct thump of a body hitting the floor followed by a pained whine signalled his failure. A variety of other sounds ensued, ranging from tearing noises to cries and yelps and wet flopping sort of sounds.

Well that certainly didn't bode well.