The powerful lightning mage Storm Veritas and his accomplice Rayse Valentino had created bedlam within the sunny city limits of Radasanth. News of several high-profile assassinations had spread across Corone’s largest population centre quickly and in one of the main arteries that carved Radasanth in half, tonnes of twisted metal and jagged debris were crashing about with reckless abandon. The citizens were panicking; scattering from the cobbles like ants in random directions with absolute disregard for each other. Between the murders and the battle that raged in the streets, no-one could be trusted now to protect anyone save for themselves.
Above all this, observing the madness from street level, was another Telgradian; Algran. He had only arrived on Althanas an hour prior and already there was a sickening regret in the pit of his stomach about being here. He felt his heart pound against his chest as the crashing of timber boomed around him. His narrow brow was covered in a thin film of perspiration as a well-dressed lightning mage electrified the air nearby. Nervously, Algran wrapped his fingers around the hilt of his sword Oda under his black haori and hoped he wouldn’t have to use it or any of its powers.
What in the name of the gods have I stepped into here?!
His long black hair flowing behind him in the wind, Algran swerved left and twisted his body as some concrete shrapnel tore towards him. The debris missed him by millimetres and instead punctured a canvas tarpaulin on a nearby shop front.
I need to get off the road before I become collateral damage!
Composing himself once more, Algran quickly dived into the mouth of a corridor leading to the labyrinthine back streets the crowds had dispersed down. The Telgradian nimbly hurdled various back-alley obstacles, bins and cats alike, before neatly landing back on the uneven ground. A nearby iron ladder that scaled the length of a warehouse adjacent to the alleyway’s mouth would serve as transportation to a better vantage point. Grabbing and pulling the rungs with all of his strength, Algran clambered up the black painted ladder quickly and once on top of the roof surveyed the catastrophic scenes below.
The Telgradian’s ocean green eyes followed the actions of a man that the lightning mage had referred to as Rayse. He watched on, dumbstruck, as the contractor threw what appeared to be a flammable cocktail at what appeared to be a gargantuan, sentient skeleton and gaped in awe as the bony behemoth revelled in the resultant inferno. The heat from the blast was so intense that Algran could feel the flames tickles his cheeks and dry up his lips.
What the hell kind of place have I come to? I need to get out of here, none of this is helping me find-
“Screw the stack of bones; we’re not going to be able to hurt him. Let’s get up top and away from him. Who threw the fucking spear?”
…a spear?
The lightning mage Storm Veritas had taken a number of quick strides before defying all known physics and soared away from the battlefield below, landing deftly onto a roof of a tailor’s shop two buildings down from Algran’s position. From there, he immediately set about looking for someone else and didn’t seem to concern himself with either Algran, his apparent accomplice or the absurd, flaming colossus below.
“We can’t hurt Elite Optic with lightning or fire. I don’t know where in the blue fuck Shin came from, but I’m pretty sure he’s not impervious to… well… everything.”
Shin?! Could he mean…Shinsou?
Algran’s eyes followed Storm’s form as the mage once more glanced down to street level, assessing the enemies within fifty feet of him. If it was Shinsou that this man was referring to, he seemed to be on the left of him judging from the concerned glances, whereas that Elite Optic skeleton-thing was to his right.
“Crossfire. It’s our best bet. Try to hit the little one when he steps up to take a crack at me.”
Nothing more was said. The powerful lightning mage sprang into action once more, leaping from the rooftop whilst letting loose with a single electrical blast at the human adversary. It didn’t seem as aggressive or as potent as the other one Algran had just experienced the splash damage of and it seemed the man wanted rather to attract the attention of this other person. Veritas landed on the cobblestone, just still within Algran’s field of vision, and dashed with incredible speed across the path of the burning skeleton.
There was a moment’s pause. It was about two seconds, but it felt like a year. Algran waited.
Then, it came; confirmation in the guise of the unmistakable voice of Shinsou Vaan Osiris.
“Enpera Kurohitsugi!”
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