The Isle of Hunger [DE, R]

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

This really wasn’t working out the way that Asmoskon had expected. He had come here expecting some sort of chaos within the fog yet so far everything seemed to either be suppressed or in a stage of slumber. This mall was vacant or perhaps everyone that had been here had been taken. There were simply too many possibilities that he had to ask himself. Thankfully one of the biggest issues that had worried him didn’t seem to be a factor. Prior to entering the fog Asmoskon believed there was a chance the fog could inflict some sort of constant harm to him and anyone or anything else inside it. He didn’t feel his skin burning nor was he suffering from any signs of poison so at least for the moment it didn’t seem like he’d have to worry about that. Still he reframed from absorbing reiatsu in the environment through his cross. He simply didn’t know enough about this fog to trust that it wouldn’t have some sort of negative effect on the reiatsu which Asmoskon would only funnel into himself.

His mistrust of the environment only grew as the mall shifted into a scene from a syfy horror along the lines of Alien. Of course Alien being one of his favorite movies Asmoskon has a small jolt of excitement at the prospect of actually coming across something along the lines of a xenomorph. It was especially short lived though as he realized that even if he happened to come across something that resembled one of his favorite alien species from fiction he would without a doubt be forced to inflict injury upon it, if not slay it completely. These walls seemed almost like an insects hive, something a corrupt mutated bee may craft. As he continued to progress through the mall enclosing in on the location of the faint reiatsu signature Asmoskon came upon something in the wall that almost looked like it could be a cocoon holding one of the missing citizens. Not trusting the strange flesh like substance, Asmoskon formed his reiatsu into a sanguine arrow enveloped in pitch ebony so that he could attempt to cut into the strange thing from a foot away. He knew to stay on guard though listening to everything around him while holding his breath in case something was exhaled upon being cut.

[Ippin]

The air shifted with the aroma of new visitors. Something had come onto the land in which was becoming more of a paradise. A paradise that was solely meant for their kind. Something that wasn't meant to be there roused the creature from its slumber. The humidity nurtured its body with its combination of moisture, dampened walls, and pulsating vines. Molten rock pushing out the heated waves of air out into maze from the pool of melting Earth. Bubbles popping. Smoke chambering out through the opening high above its head. The balance of the island had been disrupted by intruders. Something did not belong there. It stirred about, giving its body rise over the masses within its home. Shells peeled back to uncover its form from the protection that it had formed, only to cock its head back, and emitted a echo that rang through the top.

The island was its home, and it has been tarnished by those from the outside. An eery, yet soothing charm came from its voice. Soft, chorusing over that of the winds that would try to claim reign over it. Soon, the wind came to fall under its control. It did not disturb its call for the children. Those that became a part of it in every sense. It who had given birth to each of them slowly crawling out from all around her. They heard the call. The call of the one that gave them new life. A new mother. The one who gave them new purpose as the island had become their home, and would soon spread itself across the sea to share its vision. All will become one with the new mother. All will become part of the whole.

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The ship wreckage was worse than before. Water began flooding into the hold as much as the other levels of the ship. Its molded frame and rust driven patches had begun crumbling from the sheer force of the explosion, setting fire to many of the upper decks over head. Shipping containers falling over with the reiatsu signature being kept in a single spot. That spot forcing it out into the open as the catwalks bolted into the steel walls started to tilt. Bit by bit the vessel started to lean closer to the sea rather than the harbor. A single man clung to that of containers that nearly piled on top of him. A single Human being that looked to the pair entering the newly made hole in utter horror. He winced at first from the new rays of light that tore into the ship, then backed himself into the container.

A torn buttoned Hawaiian shirt, decorated with tropical flowers that drew closer in the still image with patterned on waves of the beach in the background. Partial beard, taking up space that use to be a clean shaven face. Cargo shorts with a single padded sandal remaining on his right foot. What was once a nicely swayed hairstyle was now ruffled and wet that fell down the shape of his scalp. The man darted his eyes from hole to hole of the ship before coming back to gaze at the pair. Terror swept his face, but whats more, anger. Hate took solid grip of his expression as he couldn't even formulate the words needed to say them. He was fumbling over himself just as much as he was trying to scurry away.

That was what he wanted to do. His fingers clawing into the sides of the textured metal of the containers, looking for a way to climb. Feet slipped and sliding with each clumsy step to get away. Only his muttering was heard beyond the creaks and bending of metal around the trio. The ship was falling apart, slowly capsizing on the opposite end. Its weight gradually shifted as the water level that was just as their ankles now rose up to their knees. It was still climbing.

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Out from the gummy, elastic substance, a hand shot out to try to grip whatever scrapped and slashed at the surface. A single hand that was muffling beneath the layers of what encased it. It whipped back and forth trying to grab a hold of the foreign ebony shaded object. "...e..out...Ge.....ease." the muffled came out again. It was silenced by much of the gunk that was falling apart. The slender hand lassoed as it attempted to rip the nasty mucus like membrane from itself. The hand stuck to the surface as more of it was cut. "Please...." it resembled more clearly as more of the mass was taken off, a feminine tone more profound.

Although the silence was there to insure safety, it would soon be riddled with a soft chorus coming from the distance. A soft tune that was carried with the air from far away. A tune that resonated with the air before fading. Only then did the wind come to life, following a secondary chorus that came soon after. This tune however, was not just one, nor was it human. To mirror this, blots of reiatsu came to life. There was more life on the island. All coming from the outside of the mall. One. Two. Five. Ten. Twenty. Fourty-five. The number continued to grow. More and more began to pop out from those that had the sensory capable of indicating their distance.

Their reiatsu was not fairly large. They were all settle. Though they were settle in nature, none of the matched that of the one inside the cocoon like shell. Comparing the two to each other, the one inside was very different, but having to be more in common with that of the Quincy. At least in species that is. More reiatsu began massing from outside of the malls exterior walls, drawing closer to the structure itself. But not only that, the number of them, now massing well over a hundred, were splitting away. Half was closing in towards the mall, as the other scurried about into another direction. These numbers came from the jungle, as well as another venturing from the direction of the sea.

A rather large blot of reiatsu. Fairly weak still, though its presence faded, then returned drawing closer to the harbor. Again. Twenty smaller blots. Thirty. More blots of reiatsu were beginning to spawn from the sea as they followed the same tactic as those that came from the jungle. They were massing quickly. It would be but a few minutes until they reached the mall.

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Alexander couldn’t help but sigh after getting an earful from Edward. ”Everyone is so bloody serious.” the noble remarked to himself under his breath after the Captain Supervisor made his move to enter the ship. Crossing his arms across his chest before slipping them through his cloak, Alexander opted to leave his nice cloak on the ground. It would only get in the way going forward. He wasn’t sure if he and Edward were going to get along, especially with factoring in Alexander's personality, but hey he could behave if there was a promise of alcohol. He could use a drink right about now. Once his cloak was removed, Alexander vanished from sight for a moment before reappearing suspended in the air before the hole he had made.

”Ugh. It reeks like week old piss.” Alexander complained, pinching his nose for a second before reluctantly following Edward into the ship. Looking around his environment and at the molded, water damaged, rust covered interior Alex could only whistle a little. ”Gonna take more than just a coat of paint to fix all of this up.” he commented, bending down after noticing something under a turned over tables table cloth. A bottle! But upon lifting, what he assumed was some sort of wine, the bottle from under the table he was disappointed to find that the bottom half was shattered. Empty. Tossing it over his shoulder it shattered somewhere behind him. ”What I’ve been thinking-” Alexander started to comment.

”Is that if Beast-Clan were, in fact, responsible for this...where’s the droppings? Beasts are beasts after all. There should be fur...scales...feathers...shit, anything. But there’s nothing of the sort. It’s all too clean. And my amulet isn’t reacting to anything at all. It’s usually rather reliable when picking up anything Hell related.” Alexander remarked as he was led deeper and deeper into the ship. ”How would they even get from the Soul Society to the Living World anyways? Last I checked dirty, smelly, animals don’t know how to open...uhm…” Alexander paused, looking nowhere specific for a moment as he tried to remember what they were called, ”Senkaimon! They don’t know how to open Senkaimons.” That was it.

Alexander couldn’t help but notice the shifting happening under his feet. ”Ships still taking water. Let’s hurry and find this thing before I need to grow gills.” Sure enough, didn’t take much longer until they found what they were looking for. A dude wearing a ugly shirt who looked a lot worse for wear. What was interesting was how the man looked at the two. Stroking his chin and beard, Alexander watched as this seemingly lone survivor looked at them with terror before shifting to hate. A strong emotion to have for people he had never seen before. Alexander frowned a little bit, removing his hand from his face and sighing. ”You’d think he’d be a little more happy that we found him before whatever else is on this island did.” Alexander joked before noticing that the ship didn’t have much time left.

”Before we start playing twenty questions what do you say we get off this ship first? Of course we’re gonna be taking our new friend.” Alexander remarked, heading back towards the hole he came through. ”Would you mind grabbing him? I’d feel a lot better if someone with the strength to lift a ship had a handle on our panicking source of information.” The Captain said, before making his way back out of the ship and back to where he and Edward had been before. ”Ah, you didn’t leave me.” Alex said to his cloak that he had left on the ground.

[Edward]

Alex raised a few good points about the beast clan not being responsible, still it didn’t seem like this could have been caused by other races, what still made him think it was beast clan was the paw prints covered in blood and the claw marks all over the town they had walked through. “So if not beast clan then what do you think took all these people?” If Alex had another suspicion about what was actually responsible for everything then Edward wanted to know what could have done this as he was still convinced that beast clan were the best candidate, unless…. no a single hollow couldn’t have done all of this.

After the ridiculous comment that Alex had about growing gills Edward shook his head and continued down the sinking ship, it wouldn’t be too much effort to simply break out in the worst situation, still he didn’t want to end up with water up to his chest before heading off to the jungle. “Yes the ship is in worse shape that I assumed. Still the fact that it’s managed to survive this long in this sate is.. impressive and alarming. Still something is off about this, wasn’t the attack just a few days ago? So why does it look like this place has been abandoned for months, even years….”

Things weren’t adding up and what’s more upon seeing the source of the reiatsu and the shape that he was in things really weren’t making sense. “Are those shipping containers?..... On a cruise ship?” Why the fuck did a cruise ship have shipping containers? Edward wasn’t sure about what was going on, but it was clear that they should get ready for something. With his quincy cross and mask fragment he drew in reiatsu, even though he didn’t need it, it never hurt to have extra around especially with how odd this whole place was.

“Alex, don’t forget your place, don’t think you can order me around. Do you understand captain.” Edward said as Alex gave a somewhat order to him, Edward didn’t like the idea of a lower ranked officer trying to order him around, furthermore Edward himself wasn’t exactly too keen on leaving after finding the storage containers. This place had more secrets that needed to be found out, yet the water rising up wasn’t a great sign, worse come to worse he could just drag the ship out of the water and explore it freely.

Even though reprimanded Alex about the order it did make more sense for him to take the disheveled man out of the ship, however doing so would require that he actually touch the man something Edward wasn’t too keen on given the state of the man and how filthy he probably was. The man was stumbling around in the container, that gave him a good idea as to how to take this man out of the ship without having to actually touch him. On the cat walk turning to the side of the ship that was facing the shoreline he threw a punch to the wall, not having his fist hitting the wall he created a shockwave to break apart the steel leaving a massive hole large enough for a shipping container to fit through.

With the man still clinging to the insides of a shipping container Edward slammed the doors of the container shut keeping him from being able to escape. Looking out the hole that he had created Edward would see Alex on the shore picking back up his coat. “Alex watch out.” Edward screamed as he dragged the shipping container with the man inside of it out of the hole and towards the shore, using the air ground to keep himself balanced as he moved the container. The sound of metal scraping could be heard as Edward pulled the container out of the ship. Edward would drop the container on the ground a few feet away from Alex. “You can go and get anything useful from this man now Captain Alex.”

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

The small sharp head of the ebony arrow sliced through the alien flesh like, cocoon as easily as it would simple plaster covering a wall. It only took a moment for a hand to shove its way through the substance. Asmoskon instinctively pulled back yet saw almost immediately that the hand wasn’t twisted or corrupt like he had expected from this strange environment. Perhaps there was hope for the citizens yet should he find the rest soon. Standing back up straight Asmoskon channeled his reiatsu into the long pitch ebony bow, his arrow vanishing. Holding the guard of his bow always protected by the large shield-like section in the front. He essentially put the lower limb of the bow into the grip of the hand to let them pull themselves out while Asmoskon would give aid. As that occurred though he began to sense the emergence of dozens of other reiatsu signatures.

He could tell they were coming towards the mall which meant they likely were converging on his location or this female that had just been pulled from the sack on the wall. He couldn’t feel anything in the immediate area though, seeing as his mission wasn’t to purge this island of everything Asmoskon had to figure out what was the cause, meaning he could use every bit of information possible, for this reason he had to protect the girl while also making sure she couldn’t potentially cause him harm and keep his knowledge on the converging threats current. “Well maybe I should have brought along one of two of the ranges. I’ll have a story for them in the end though.” He has pondered over sending in his strongest followers who had left Xcution alongside him and now continued to help lead and protect the Quincy that Asmoskon has found who wished to stay free from the Vandenreich. Choosing to handle the assignment alone though was quickly leaning towards a bad decision. “The first time in awhile I don’t lean on caution, figures.” The girl now out of the sack Asmoskon planned on helping her in every regard but first he needed to know everything she did and quickly. “Hey what’s your name? What’s the last thing you remember? Are you hungry?”

[Ippin]

Kicking and screaming, the man shouted out aloud at the current circumstances that was coming together with the two Quincies. The shipping container hauled, squeezing through the sized hole made by their efforts, and onto dry land. Yet, to their hindsight, they weren't going to be alone for long. The noise made before hand with the ship, hauling in the massive vessel to shore, causing a sudden explosion only drew attention to their whereabouts, and to new life on the island. Life that was desired. Soon there would be movement. Faint reiatsu signatures were felt for those who had the ability to sense these new life forms. First there was one then divided to that of two. Three. Five. Ten. Twenty. Their numbers began to multiply by the dozens as they quickly massed into what would seem to be a single entity.

The floor trembled. A small earthquake came forth as the vehicles shook side to side. Glass came to life with their subtle quivering, pieces falling from what remained of the window frames. There was a lot of movement coming around before crystal of one particular Quincy hued, burning bright with color. Then, a howl. A calling for the the horde to move forward from beyond the fog that was forming up once more. Only then did the howls have a form, a silhouette that was moving up and about. They ran past each other from the distance on both ends of the street. To the left, their shadows moved about, never staying in a single place. Off to the right, their beings wrestling over the other to even get a glimpse as to what made that explosion. The only notable feature that could be made out was their lingering golden eyes.

The roof tops were filing up, being looked down upon by the creatures. A heavy top from what is suppose to be the torso and head. Stretched out thin arms that may possibly reach out five feet from them, though having a smaller lower body. Deformed. Their bodies twitching, moving even as their figures barely strolled side to side. Their numbers continued to grow as more time would pass by, almost coming to the point of filling the streets. Soon, perhaps there being too many. Even so, there was floundering around from within the container as the sounds of the man within panicking over hearing what was occurring outside.

A second later, a figure dropped down. Its mouth widening, splitting into three sections as to what should have been its face. Tentacles lunging out, whipping to grab hold of the two Quincies. Its large forearm coming down to drop its weight over them, to pound them into the ground. But still, its body not becoming entirely visible as to the density of the fog seemingly drawn to it, to shroud it. All that was certain, that this wasn't entirely Human.


Reference

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She gasped for air as the residue from within the sack was dripping from her wet camous. A rifle coming undone from merely its weight, her body slowly coming up to meet up with the Quincy's eyes. She looked up to him, "Th-thank you for getting me out. Ugh, sticky." Very much like a balloon the egg was deflating as she spoke, baring to mind the emblem of the Marine Corp that was sown onto her shoulder sleeve, "I'm Vickortia Beer, Second Lieutenant, Marine Corp Force Recon." she first introduced taking another whiff of the putrid air that was much better than that inside of the egg sack, "Sorry, sorry... I..what I can recall was... my team... All the teams... We were just landing...Got a call about the civilians here being attacked by ...things... Was here to secure position for reinforcements to come in from the shore....We were...ambushed...." she panted for a moment, then collected herself.

Fluids spilled off her brown hair. A gloved hand reached out to retrieve her weapon to check its functionality. "Look, no thanks for the food, but I gotta look for my team. They are still in here somewhere. I heard them while i was being...wrapped." she poked a gaze at the sack. "It's important that I find them. They have orders to help group up with another team that had - A howl came about as the sounds of the vehicles outside the building were being turned over.

The foreign reiatsu horde drawing closer. Glass breaking somewhere within the mall, distant. "Shit. Not again." Her pack slung over her back after checking her weapon for a moment longer, then brought up to level against her chest. "Look, you need to get out of here. Imma go and find my team. I need to get to them regardless if they are alive or not....I'll distract these things. How ever you got in, I suggest you get out." The woman quickly rose up to her feet before running adjacent to the wall, and down the corridor to the far end of the infested mall and going down the emergency stair case. More reiatsu was surrounding the building, some leaking inside. A slither. Wet and crunching from the puss like walls gushing out fluids from the floor down below. The fog was rolling in to shade as to what was going on. Though, a silhouette was emerging into sight. Something long. Nearly 10 feet in length. Bulging lower half with no traces of legs in sight. Humanoid upper half. Jerking to the left. Jerking to the right. It scurried along, looking.

What was there to do?


Reference

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”Hold on wh-” Alexander commented right after Edward shouted for him to watch out. That fucking shipping crate suddenly came flying out the hole that Alexander had lovingly made and almost came crashing down ontop of the demon hunter. Dancing backwards with a surprised face, Alexander stared agape at the crate before looking up at Edward. ”Is that guy still in...you certainly have your own way of going about things.” Alexander remarked with exhaustion as he strolled around the side to open the container up, look to see the lone survivor all shaken up but alive, and close the door back behind him. ”Not much of a torturer, y’know. We could always take him back to the Silbern.” Alex suggested, seeing it as a smarter course of action to interrogate this unassuming vacationer someplace safe.

But just as Alex made that recommendation he felt something. Something unmistakable. He could suddenly feel a fire like heat searing against the skin of his chest. The Quincy blinked, reaching beneath his tunics collar and pulling out the Fragment of the Black Key he wore around his neck. It was glowing. Red. It was hot. It hummed in his palm, the light it produced reflecting in the Quincy males eyes. Slowly, Alexander’s lips pulled themselves back towards his ears as a wolfish grin painted itself on the mans face. ”I knew it.” Alex said, contained excitement riding the coattails of his voice. As he said this, sure enough, the very entities causing the reaction from Alex’s little medallion were surrounding them. From the streets to the roofs they circled around them like a pack of wolves.

”What do I think did all this, you asked, Captain Supervisor?” Alexander asked, flicking his eyes upwards before letting his medallion slip from his hand and rest against his shirts chest. ”The very thing that His Majesty correctly sent me here to take care of.” Alexander remarked, hardly able to contain his excitement at this point. And just as Alexander said that one of them made the first move. Dropping from a rooftop above, the entity landed in front of them and rushed forward with its horribly mutated mouth wide open. It wanted to take a bite out of Alex? The stupid creature was going to learn the hard way that Alex was a bit more than it could chew. In fact, Alexander couldn’t stop himself from grinning as his brightly shinning blue eyes locked themselves onto the demon racing towards him, black, wispy, reiatsu leaking from his body.

”Arise. Army of the Underworld.”

Before the stupid creature could come close to biting down on Alex, the pointed tip of a spear found its way pushing through its upper jaw and out the other end. Two other spears similarly found themselves lodged into the body of the beast and effortlessly lifted it up off the ground. From Alexander’s feet did those shafts emerge, followed rapidly by the emergence of five, fully and uniquely armored, knights. Formed out of black reiatsu, with glowing blue lights beneath their helmets visors, the five soldiers Alexander created stood around him as a protective wall. Three were spawned with spears, which were all impaling the creature that attacked Alex, while the other two had longswords of their own.

Tossing the now dead hellspawn to the side, Alexander turned his attention to the horde surrounding them. ”Allow me to, once again, introduce myself to you; Captain Supervisor. I am Captain Alexander Alistair, last of the Alistair, professional hunter and slayer of demons, and His Majesties chosen exterminator of all Sinners. And I am here because Hell is here.” Alexander remarked before snapping his fingers, sending his five shadows into action. As they were transformed Quincy arrows, each of his shadows flew at their foes with the intense speed of an arrow. With no hesitation, his shadows began cutting into the demons nearest them like living hacksaws. Their swords swung, their spears struck, and the demons blood painted the ground around them. All the while, Alex stood grinning ear to ear at the carnage. Like a man with all the confidence in the world.

Remaining Reiatsu: 2,600 / 3,000
-100 for Arrow Form Property
-150 for Firing Property
-150 for x5 Class 5 Arrows

Shadow A: Spear [ 1/4 ]
Shadow B: Spear [ 1/4 ]
Shadow C: Spear [ 1/4 ]
Shadow D: Longsword [ 1/4 ]
Shadow E: Longsword [ 1/4]

[Edward]

“You’re right about possibly bringing him back to the Silbern, my methods usually result in the subject dead. Yet I’m hoping that this one will be a bit more cooperative with us and it won’t result in that.” Truth be told he wasn’t’ sure what good they could get from this man, but anything was better than nothing. Even if what they got was the mad ramblings of a crazed individual. It was a lead and it could prove to be useful, he wasn’t exactly jumping at the thought of going into the jungle without a clear idea of what they were going after. That sort of set up is exactly how someone ends up dead.

Edward saw the grin show up on Alex’s face as the necklace was glowing bright red. Edward looked at him puzzled not knowing that he had something like that on him. Then Edward saw what was coming towards them. Twisted, horrid monsters that were clearly not beast clan, he had never seen anything like this before, but it seemed that Alex had a good idea what they were given the expression on his face and the fact that he said he knew it. He’d get some answers from Alex after they had dealt with these monsters.

With a clear head he drew in reiatsu from the air and summoned his short bow. If these things wanted to get close to them, then he would gladly allow them to try. He fired off one single arrow creating it into a solid blade that he held in his hand. He gripped the familiar Selee Schneide in his right hand, it felt right to use a blade. Watching the tenticles whip out towards him Edward swung his blade down in the air, creating a shockwave following his blade. Unlike the one he had done before this one when hitting the flesh of the creature would slice it clean through killing it without any resistance.

With all of the grandstanding that Alex was doing Edward would just have to shake his head, still he had to admit that the man was right about it being demons. An area that he wasn’t too familiar with, however if they died just like anything else then it would be easy to dispatch them so that they wouldn’t be overwhelmed by the sheer numbers. Edward once more had to admit that the arrows that Alex had was useful, but he personally liked to be more up and close with those that he fights.

While Alex’s arrows were dealing with some of the monsters Edward would simply walk towards the beasts swinging his blade each time he got closer, creating a shockwave of force that would cut and tear everything that came into contact with them. “Tell me are these monsters so usually organized like this?” Edward said looking back at Alex who was commanding his arrows. If these monsters or whatever they were had an organizational structure, then the possibility to exploit it was present, they might even be useful in making an attack on the Shingami to distract or even damage the next time they launched a campaign against them.

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{Reiatsu }
remaining reiatsu 3765/3300 +600 from cross and fragment -35 class one short bow arrow -100 for using first property

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

He hadn’t been expecting a soldier to fall forward from the strange sack in the wall. He had expected this to be one of the citizens of the island, but the moment that they fell forward he could tell what he was looking at. He hadn’t been expecting to find military operatives whether they be from one country or another. Nothing of the kind had been included in his briefing which meant one of two likely outcomes. Either he had been lied to or someone in the government was spiritually aware and attempted to handle the situation with normal humans like an idiot. He did receive a bit of useful information though. She said that they had been told the citizens had been attacked which meant that what he was sensing was likely not the citizens altered by whatever caused the fog.

Asmoskon has his own business to handle which meant he couldn’t constantly be watching over this woman even if she was a trained soldier, she was out of her league. He was getting more information that sounded like another team had been sent in when he heard the howl. The soldier wasn’t wasting any time getting into a decent scout position and determined to find her unit. “You’re not going to last more then two minutes. You’ll either die or end right back in one of those sacks if you go alone. The best bet to saving your unit is finding and ending whatever is behind the fog. Now you have a choice, go out there and fail or follow me, stay close and maybe we’ll succeed fast enough to save everyone.” Asmoskon had been a soldier throughout most of his adult life however he had made a choice almost a year ago to leave that life behind him. Still despite no longer belonging as a soldier he would always remain a warrior. He wouldn’t wait for her response knowing that there wasn’t much time left and thus he began to love towards the signature he had felt earlier keeping his guard up in case of ambush.

[Ippin]

Gore here. And splatter there. The creatures stuck to the walls that they were impaled into, with bloody chunks of their flesh acting like glue on the surfaces. The single beast that began the onslaught split, punctured, ran through easily without resistance. The others watched, carefully. Suddenly, they too came to join in the fray, flinging themselves without hesitation to the duo. Their bodies pummeled with the force of the wind that washed across the surface. Edward's shockwave pushing, thrashing the bodies against the structures in front of the pair with relentless force. Yet, the numbers did not seem to dwindle or continue to buildup even as their numbers were being taken down by the trios. There was something else to it. They didn't attack with all of their numbers. It was only by some reason that they only attacked in waves while the next merely watched. They were watching to what was going, then waited for the scene to clear before they too entered the blood stained scene. The next group that came up followed the same mannerisms before rushing in. First their numbers were that of ten at a time, then twelve before coming up to fifteen.

Still. The next wave merely watched.

The metal from the vessel behind the pair scrapped against the side of the shore. Its hollow interior snapping, stirred about by the movements that the ship was forced to make. Wooden splintered with the waves crashing from the other side of the cruise liner, as the reiatsu around the fight was growing all the more heavier. As though a large blot suddenly rose in the area. Soon, the ship would crumble. Slick murky appendages coming through the holes that were made into the ship, expanding them with the meatiest portion of their lengths. A croak came about before the ship was forced to split from the weakened bowel, only to be towered over by a 25 foot black silhouette. The appendages ripped through the Human vessel, removing the obstacle that stood in its way to get to the pair, with a single tendril that came swinging overhead down on top of the pair. Its follow through was slow, but caused the wind that would have put some resistance in its motion didn't seem to slow it down. It did not slow in its whipping motion, nor did it particularly care if the other creatures were there. It was going to crush them all with the sheer width, the sheer thickness of its tentacle.

The tentacle itself was easily able to overshadow the convenient store across from them. The beasts that they faced refused to give ground, almost as if they were trying to prevent the group from leaving the area. Snapping at them, even coming to the point where they came to skewer themselves against the arrow based soldiers that Alex had come to command. Their bodies splattering themselves into their blades, holding them down with that of their own dead bodies. At this moment did the beasts come to use their numbers to overwhelm the pair, using their forces to pin the group at the place that they stood at. But that wasn't all. A pair of the horrid beasts lunged to that of the shipping container. Their claws digging in long strides against the metallic surfaces, tearing into the container itself. The man cried out as the stilled air inside of his cage came to meet with the foggy wind of the outside. They wanted him. They wanted the pair dead, and were willing to sacrifice themselves if needed.

Towering Beast

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"Listen, I am going to need find my Team. No matter what." She panned left, then panned right hauling the sights of her trained weapon side to side skimming. Her crouched position made it so that she would try to make herself as small as possible, and to keep out of sight. The sounds of glass breaking from the floor below only grew as more time passed, followed with fragments snapping. New air was soon introduced to the lower level in the form of new lifeforms. The silhouette that passed before was not alone, but only to grow in numbers with wet gurgling sounds coming out from their throats. At least ten new figures had entered the mall, spreading themselves out.

"It doesn't matter if they are dead or not, there is something that I need to get from them." she started out with under her panting breathes. She was struggling to compose herself with the air being as it was. She waited for a moment, then continued on, "I know what is causing this whole damn thing. I just need to get to my Team so I can retrieve information regarding the Demolition Teams that were brought in." she explained. The Soldier wasn't going to argue with the man. Her bronze gaze peered up to the Quincy with steeled focus, letting know that she wasn't going to be swayed. To her, this was important.

Heavy footsteps came beneath them. A sudden crash came about from the far end of the mall. A store had imploded, stirred from within by one of the creatures that marched earlier on in that direction. Another crash came from the floor beneath them. The stores were being destroyed one by one, slowly getting closer to their position. "Look, I'm gonna go look for them so I can complete my mission, regardless if you come with me or not. But I need that information because what I have now isn't going to be enough to take down whatever that fucking thing is. I am going to need something bigger than what I have t- The scuttling drew closer. Dust shot out across the their shrouded horizon, whipping its single long figure in the air, peering at them with a shrieking cry. Not too long did the woman take to her standing position, training her weapon at the creature.

She took a moment to breath, then squeezed the trigger. The beast cried out, unsure if the woman managed to hit her target. Nevertheless, its body twisted, then shot out at the pair with the Soldier retreating off to the staircase on the far side to their left.

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<sub>Alexander could only smile. From ear to ear he wolfishly grinned at the sight of demons being torn apart. The shadows he summoned worked wondrously. They hacked and slashed their way through the demonic hordes as easily as a lawnmower through grass. Blood splattered across the pavemented ground of the docks as, one by one, demons were cut down by the shadowy soldiers. It was a beautiful sight to behold. Watching as his beloved arrows did the work for him. Bearing witness to the slaughter of monstrosities that had no right to exist in the World of the Living. Alex was doing justice. He was saving the world one demon at a time. He remained standing, confident, letting his powers do the fighting for him as he instead used the breathing room to allow some reiatsu to enter him through his Cross and Fragment.

”Oh but the fun doesn’t stop here.” the Quincy remarked with satisfaction as his black reiatsu began to make a reappearance. Black and smoggy like smoke outlined with dark blue light, it rose from around his feet as yet five more soldiers began to emerge from the ground. Or, well, wherever it was Alex’s arrows actually spawned from. His Firing Property, Arise, was one that allowed Alex to fire arrows without the use of his bow. A coveted ability of the Quincy. But there was a trade off. Alex could only release his arrows from around his feet. He could only fire his arrows up. Now, granted, up had many angles but still. The unorthodox firing method gave his transformed soldiers the appearance of rising from the grave, or the shadows, adding further to his cool factor.

Grasping for the air and pulling themselves up, or limply hovering into the air, five more soldiers were summoned into the frey. Each fully clad in their own unique style of armor. One of them was even missing half of its helmet to reveal a skeletal jaw. Actually, scratch one of them having unique armor. One appeared to be wearing a shihakusho, a Shinigami’s uniform, and was even wielding a katana. The spirit had its hair tied into a ponytail, with tight angular features, and glowing blue, iris lacking, eyes. Alexander turned his attention away from the demons and actually let out a whistle. ”Oh you’re a rare one.” he commented, impressed with himself, before waving his hand. ”Go.” Alex commanded before sending the next five shadows into combat.

The five summoned all had different weapons as well. One possessed a basic longsword, one was dual wielding axes, the Shinigami spirit was wielding a katana, one had a naginata and the final had… fists. But those fists were being boosted by some impressive looking gauntlets and brass knuckles. It punched really good. The five joined the fray and joined the original unit in mowing down the demonic hordes. Alex watched with glee. ”I love my powers!” Alexander laughed, before catching notice of both what Edward had asked him and the demons that were opting to not join the fray. ”Sometimes they are, Captain Supervisor, sometimes they’re not. After all, what’s a demon but a soul corrupted by sin? But these? These aren’t your normal run of the mill Hason.” Alexander explained, with a shrug, before his grin widened.

”But don’t worry about that right now. Let’s just enjoy the party! Because I’m sure as shit having fun! Isn’t this quite the bash?” Alexander asked with a laugh. ”But I hope you brought your poncho-” he quickly added, those blue eyes suddenly settling on the back row of demons who opted to watch the bloodbath instead of joining it themselves ”-because you’re in the splash zone!” Alexander shouted before backhand swinging his hand downwards, triggering the activation of one of his favorite little techniques; Mächtiger Pfeil. Ten massive, eight foot, tree trunk thick arrows were suddenly created out of thin air above the watching group of demons. Without much warning for them the ten arrows would slam into their ranks, as well as some of the active horde, detonating like missiles and creating large, loud, explosions. ”I’m awesome.” Alexander remarked, turning his back to the explosions as they went off. He had pulled a pair of sunglasses out at some point and was wearing them.

But Alexander was pulled from his own moment when he heard something from the ship. The creaks and crones of moving, rotten, metal drew his attention back to it. And suddenly it began to crumble as something punctured through its interior and began to rise from the sea. Alexander felt his lips part a little as his jaw was left hanging as he raised his head up to look at the leviathan rising from the sea. Of course, Alexander quickly used a Hirenkyaku to avoid the massive tendril that was coming down on top of them. The tentacle came down crushing not only its own allies but some of Alexander’s shadows as well. Naturally on death they exploded, being arrows after all, causing small “boom boom booms” underneath the fleshy width.

Reappearing on the street rather than on the docks, Alex braced himself against the wind from the massive mass. Of course Alex made no effort to actually save the man in the crate. He knew all he needed to know from him at this point. He could solve any problems himself. After all, he was the demon hunting specialist. The three, yes three, remaining shadow soldiers who had not been crushed by the massive demon rejoined Alex at his side. The Shinigami, one of his longsword soldiers, and the one with the dual axes. Even so, Alexander’s smile never left his face. Why would it? Did anybody understand how excited he was? How much fun he was having??

”I always liked seafood!” Alexander remarked as he leapt into the air, flying upwards so he could be at a more even level with the leviathan. ”I think I get the picture here. Big Mama here has her little seamites round up some muncharoos for her. Like a queen ant and her workers.” Alex shouted down to Edward, crossing his arms across his chest. It was big but it was also slow. He could easily avoid it by darting like an angry horsefly. What’s more, Alexander had his own secret weapon he might feel like busting out to deal with this big bad demon.</sub>

Remaining Reiatsu: 2,400 / 3,000
+400 for Reiatsu Absorption
-150 for x5 Class 5 Arrows
-400 for Mächtiger Pfeil
-50 for Hirenkyaku

Shadow F: Katana [ 1/4 ]
Shadow G: Dual Axes [ 1/4 ]
Shadow H: Longsword [ 1/4 ]

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

For a moment Asmoskon wished that he had come in his military uniform of his own design that had at one point been the staple for Xcution. Perhaps if this soldier saw him in such a uniform instead of his common attire she would be more willing to listen. As it was though he could tell that he wasn’t going to win her over unless she had no other options. Based on what he was hearing the options for both of them were declining quite quick. “If you have information on what you believed caused all this then if you would be so kind as to give me some inkling.”

Asmoskon would wait a moment for her reply then begin to move making sure to take caution where he stepped knowing full well that whatever was causing this may possess the ability to sneak up on him or set traps. One thing the soldier may notice now though was that despite his rather laxed stance and calm attitude Asmoskon held a short pitch black bow in his right hand now. To the average human though a bow would be worthless especially one so small that it resembled a child’s toy. “Keep pace beside me. Cover one to five I’ll handle the rest. We’ll find this demolition crew and then we’ll find what’s causing this.”

Asmoskon was ready to cover this soldier and proceed throughout the mall when one of what obviously was the creatures appeared in front of them, releasing a shriek. By the time that the woman got her rifle up and began firing Asmoskon had already fired off two arrows from his short bow. One arrow for each side of the chest. Not trusting that this thing wouldn’t be fast enough to avoid an arrow positioned at its center mass, Asmoskon shot taking into account the possibility of this creature moving to either side. In which case it would only make one of the arrows miss while the other hit a more substantial target. Asmoskon would fire once again should he need to as the creature lunged at him aiming to this time pierce through its head cavity. Siding with caution the Quincy would step backwards as he fired executing movement to increase the speed of crossing just a few feet by three times his norm.

Remaining Reiatsu: 2380/2500
Class 4 Arrows/3x: (-120)

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{Stats}
Strength ❖ 150-50%=75
Speed ❖ 400
Spiritual Pressure ❖ 250
Reiatsu Strength ❖ 400x2=800
Light Aura ❖ 80
Dark Aura ❖ 20
Instinct ❖ 300
Senses ❖ 300
Energy sensory ❖ 100
Healing Expertise ❖ 0

•[Weapons: Archery] [4]
•[Acrobatics] [3]
•[Strength of Will] [3]
•[Battle Analysis] [3]
•[Battle Focus] [2]
•[Crafting] [3]

[Edward]

Edward shaked his head at the comments that Alexander was saying, this was a mission and these things were just annoyances getting in the way of the mission. Killing these things wasn’t fun as they offered little to no resistance, all they had was their numbers and even then that would eventually run out. Edward continued to swing his blade from afar cutting and slicing all the monsters to bits, leaving nothing but blood and viscera in it’s wake. While some would find pleasure in slaughtering masses like this, Edward simply felt nothing as this was nothing more than killing animals, there was no fear coming from them, no sense of doubt or failure in their mind. It was boring killing something that was just a mindless monster.

As he saw a single beast sliced in half he noticed that the water start to rise. A massive tendril came from the ocean and started to come down towards him, Alex and the container holding the man that was still trapped. Edward wouldn’t run, he wasn’t about to make something like this force him to move. He would meet the attack head on with one of his own. As the massive tentacle came slamming down Edward jumping upwards went to meet it, swinging his blade he sliced through the limb severing it from the beast. His free hand went quickly to grab the cut limb tossing it away from the shipping container.

Landing back on the ground he saw that Alex had left the spot he had been standing on, he didn’t blame the quincy for moving, it was the smart thing to do as there was no communication between the two that he would have stopped it from crushing the container. That was an issue the two would have to work on, if they were going to continue fighting with one another on this mission. The sound of the man screaming in the container was clear to him even over the sounds of the other demons all around. For now the demons hadn’t gotten into the container yet.

Seeing the waves and knowing that the creations Alex had were made of reiatsu Edward had an idea, if it worked then this would be easy still he needed to warn the other quincy. With a loud and commanding voice Edward yelled out to Alex. “JUMP CAPTAIN ALEX.” That would be the only warning Edward would give his fellow Vandenreich before he did his action. Edward wasn’t sure if these things had any sort of intelligence to them or if they could understand human speech, however that wasn’t something he wasn’t going to risk, after these creatures were dealt with he would ask Alex if he knew how intelligent these things could be.

The brief warning would be enough time for Alex to actually follow through with the order/warning however if Alex didn’t Edward would still continue with his plan. Raising one foot up he slammed it down hard into the ground. A pulse of reiatsu coming from his feet mixed with the strength of him slamming his foot into the ground. Suddenly and violently a massive earthquake started to come from where Edward slammed his foot, the earth would shake and violently break apart the street and road. Those weak creatures would have no chance at all of keeping upright nor would they even be able to run or move. Edward was betting on the chance that Alex’s arrows could skate above the earth or Alex himself just being able to use regular arrows to pick off the currently prone monsters, that was if Alex took the advice, if not then Alex would more than likely find himself on the ground as well.

The two demons on the container would quickly find themselves killed by Edward slicing through them with his blade. Edward himself wasn’t affected by the earthquake he caused simply because he was strong enough to resist falling over. With those two beasts dead he drew in reiatsu hoping that protecting the man in the container would be worth it, if not then he would be used as bait later on. Afterall the man was only as valuable as what he could offer, if there was nothing, then he could be tossed to the wild beasts just like the lump of flesh he was.

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{Reiatsu }-200 for Shockquake +600 from quincy cross
remaining reiatsu 4165/3300

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{ShockQuake}
Technique Name: [Shockquake]

Class: [2]

Technique Type : [Other]

Usable By : [All Races]

Technique Element: [None]

Technique Description and Effects:

When standing the user uses their strength and forces a shockwave to come out from their feet. This shockwave erupts outward and forces the ground under the user's feet to shake and tremble in a distance of a thousand feet around the user destroying and shaking the ground . Those that are caught in the area of the shockwave will find stand upright is harder and lose balance as the earth is shaking and the terrain is breaking apart. Those using step techniques during the shockwave will find themselves falling over and tripping if they don't have enough strength to stay upright. The shaking of the earth lasts for two posts .


How to use technique:

The user channels their strength into their legs and fires out the shockwaves from the bottom of their feet to create the wave.

Technique Drawbacks
Unlike other shockwaves that will heavily damage a foe if they pass through them this shockwave is meant to disrupt making the damage from the actual tech low, but still there. While standing a person must have at least a quarter of the strength of the shockwave to not fall over. While moving without step techniques the user must have at least half of the shockwave's strength to not fall over. While using a step tech the user must have at least 75% of the strength of the shockwave, to not fall over. Costs 200 reiatsu per quake.

Made By: Edward

Reserved? : [Yes]

[Ippin]

"Hmmmmhmhmmhmmmm. I guess that is enough play time." She spoke, feeling what went on beyond the boarders. The unsettling rampage that went on outside could be felt in more ways than one. The slashing of flesh. Blood spilt. Sheer numbers of voices falling silent. Each and every one of them having served their purpose. A purpose that only came fulfilled when it came to an end for them. So delicious. So savory. The muscles pulsed with each new reaction that had gone on outside to feed. It was time to bring it all together now.

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It wasn't even considered a fight. A better description was it being a total massacre. Those that were onlookers to the scene were forcibly integrated into the whole shabam by the spearing figures of reiatsu that came upon them. Unruly individuals that expanded the field of battle to finish the remaining foreign creatures that inhabited the harbor. Especially for the larger of the small horde. A means to remove the intruders from its sights, the collapsing tendril found the brute force behind the blade severed the appendage from side to side. A shriek roaring from the torn jaws that it had come to manifest from what was suppose to be the head, crying out at the new sensation that could be referred to as pain. Its chunky bits splashing across the small section of the town, splattering the remains over those that remained.

It cried, it moaned, thrashing the impair limb against the Human vessel whilst the others, smaller Demons, continued their own onslaught. At least what remained of them. Even as the many became bloodied chunks, those that were pinned onto the buildings from the Vandenreich Captain, by the explosive might of Mächtiger Pfeil, crawled. Whole limbs, if not what remained of their upper toros crawled needlessly towards the fight. Their single minded action only driven by their instinct to continue on regardless of their physical state.

Another shriek echoed. This one distant, but very much present in the area. A soft tune that carried with it a subtle vibration. One such vibration in the ear drum that caused the spring of new life around the Quincies to suddenly stop. The drive to accomplish their task seemingly reckless, all did as they were driven to do so was set to pause. The Leviathan followed this drive in the same manner, yet, before pursuing this drive any further, it came to fall on the vessel. Its lashing movements grew limp. Slumping over, the sudden burst of energy it had when wounded fell, vanished. Surprisingly, it grew silent with its body flailing over the ship, motionless. The silence that the duo knew upon their arrival on the island returned.

No movement from the creatures. The shriek gone. And the ongoing massacre that was taking place all fell silent. An eery silent. The only sounds that broke the silence was the naturally occurring splashes of the waves against the harbor, and the flailing man within the prison that the two had forced him into. "Pleassee let me out! I don't want to... I don't want to stay here...I want to get out.." he cried out, unnerved by what went on. One of the shadows marched itself. A single Longsword shadow went ahead toward the other side of the container. "Please! I don't want to stay. Get me out of here... I don't want to die..." more came out. Though, it wouldn't last long. Another cry came from the man. Almost hysterical followed by the sound of metal giving away from his direction. Soon, another sound came. Gurgling. Restlessness. A sound that grew in numbers with another, then another. The shadows. The shadows that belonged to the Vandenreich Captain, of the longswords, the fist, and naginata.

Another gurgle came from the other side of the container, same in nature as to the other shadows beyond the three; the single longsword, katana, and dual axes. The remainders were groaning on their own accord, or rather forced. At least on the surface until one particular detail could be seen. Admist their skull like features, a black residue seeped from the eye socket. A black residue that was noteably seen earlier on. Fist, and Longswords would raise their weapons, whilst Naginata stumbled back and forth side to side, walking toward the treeline. They were operating on their own.

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Shattered glass and gunfire could have been heard outside of the structure. That and a lot of scampering around. The two Humans sprinted down after one another to the staircase. A single creature laying on its back wrestling with itself against the pain from the two arrows bolted into its center. A pair of black arrows that were shot directly into the husk like build, followed by several shots of automatic fire. Needless to say that the wounds that it suffered made its life very short as the two holes in its body practically ended it before it knew what even occurred.

The staircase was cocooned in the same manner as the level that they first began on. The soldier led the way considering she was the only one who knew of the location that she needed to meet with the missing team. Her rifle panned left to right, securing her part of the whole pie that the Quincy, Masurao, suggested. The spitfire roar of the rifle echoed through out the closed interior of the staircase, causing the rippling effect that drew more of such creatures towards them. Soon, the doors that led into the enclosed space were being banged against, with several disfigured arms peeling back the corners of the steel framed doors. A single door being ripped from a corner, with the soldier open firing into the small gap.

"Look, I know it's stupid to do this. But I can't leave this place without finishing my mission." she started off. "Whatever is causing this is suppose to be big. Very very big from what was reported from our scouts. That was the only thing that we got before communications were cut off." she managed to get out through panting breathes. The pair were going deeper into the structure, towards the basement levels. It grew darker with less naturally lighting being able to get in. The woman's tactical light was turned on, providing a large area view of the stairs, and to the floor that they were residing on. Basement Lvl 2. Their feet began to cling more to the ground. Hands sticking more to the railing as though it were all adhesive. The material from before was thicker here.

"My team was suppose to meet them here in Basement level Two, far west corner, to be a staging area for the teams. We were suppose to help guide them to where they needed to go and secure the area. But that went south really quick when we first set foot here." she added on to see the door. Her hand pressed into the security bar to open it. "Its stuck.....Can you get it open?" she asked gesturing to the door. The sounds of metal crashed over their heads. More scuttling heard over them. "Oh shit." she said directing her weapon up the stairs, waiting to see what caused the uproar of movement. "Look, if you can get that door open I can cover the door for a few minutes for you to find the team. With them should be large duffle bags and a briefcase with the data needed. If you can find it then I think we can use some of that ordinance to take out these sonsofbitches." she suggested.

She suggested as such, yet there quite a few scuttling going on outside the door. Twelve at most of these Scuttlers.

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<sub>Alexander turned his head slightly in the direction from where he heard that new screech. Those blue eyes of his looked in the direction as well, narrowing themselves slightly, as the pieces of the puzzle began to complete to form a full picture. Could that be it? he wondered to himself as the Fragment of the Black Key he kept safely tucked beneath his shirt hummed and heated. But those curiosities would have to wait. Right now there were more pressing matters. Or were there? The thought of leaving the Captain Supervisor to fend for himself against adversaries that he very clearly had no difficulty against certainly crossed the hunters mind. Let the brute have his fun while he went after the important prey. It was certainly the sort of thing Alexander would do. In fact, the more he thought about it, the better that idea sounded. It would be so much more convenient to have to explain everything to a novice.

But such thoughts were quickly pushed aside as Alexander noticed the sudden halt in all the movement of the demons following the screech of a third party. Hanging in the air, suspended upon air ground, Alexander was given a decent view of the battlefield. He had good seats just as he watched the Leviathan that they had been fighting go limp and crash against the ruined vessel. ”What the hell.” Alexander commented to himself, eyes narrowing with suspicion, as he then watched to see the same sort of reaction happening to all the other demons. The silence that the duo had encountered before when they reached the island had returned. As if a battle had never taken place at all.

Alexander descended from the heavens above, landing one foot after another back onto the cold, hard, ground. ”Well that was weird. Not how I expected things to turn out. Good job team.” He remarked with a thumbs up before frowning upon hearing their lone survivor screaming for his life. With a sigh Alexander rested one of his hands against his waist. ”Now he feels like talking after all the fighting has stopped.” he said with a shake of his head before, with a blink and a ”Hmm?” he noticed something peculiar. One of his shadows was lurking around the container.

Alex blinked. His frown started to deepen. Something was wrong. His eyes shifted to his shadows that were rising to their feet. Even some that had been crushed by the tendril. Disperse! Alexander mentally commanded, cancelling his Bow Release, but was met with no change. His shadows were still persisting. ”Oh. This is interesting.” the Quincy confessed as he spotted the black residue seeping from the visors of his shadows helmets. Somehow he had lost control over his very own arrows. ”Captain Supervisor? Seems we may have a problem here.” Alex remarked, motioning to his own shadows that were moving on their own.

As they lifted their weapons the Quincy man blinked. ”You mind disposing of them, sir? I’d prefer to save up some energy.” he quickly added, knowing that Edwards brute strength would make removing these sluggish constructs childs play. But as he said that he happened to notice one of his shadows making its way towards the tree line. Oh? And where are you going? he wondered as, he took in some reiatsu, he leapt into the air over the crowd and began following after his wandering shadow.</sub>

Remaining Reiatsu: 3,200 / 3,000
+800 for Reiatsu Absorption