THIS TOWN IS NOT BIG ENOUGH.. // [FREEFORM JOB: Yuu & Rin]

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Dust whistled along an open road. Villages that surrounded the infamous Mt. Hakobe were known for their frost-covered caps and agriculturally barren landscapes but this particular settlement looked like it'd popped right out the wild west. A tumbleweed bumped past a white-haired individual's feet as his footprints marked the very first sign of life or so it seemed.

Amagiri's presence seemed to mark the end of an area of desolation. His white cloak fluttered in the wind and the hood that covered his head and facial features threatened to blow from the tip of his scalp. The breeze was harsh but undeniably warm. Strange for a location that was overshadowed by a mountain that boasted it's snowy peak. Amagiri's blue jeans tightened around his legs as he took another step.

"You know, little one. I'm just as surprised as you are. This used to be the village of Valentine. A thriving settlement of commerce. People thrived here, profiteering left and right. Now it's bowed, bent, broken. I wonder where they went.." the demonic voice chuckled to itself. There was a tinge of sarcasm in his tone and it was evidential he knew more than he was letting on. Amagiri tried to banish the thought as he continued to walk but the crescendo of silence only fuelled his inquisitive nature.

"We were called here on a plea for help. Who called if they're all dead?"

The voice within him chuckled again. A darkened tone filled with malice.

"Or are they?"

A cowering silhouette flickered just inside Amagiri's view. The young mage spun around, his finger lifted towards the obscenity but nothingness had materialized in it's place.

Another shadow, this time staying in place for longer flickered in and out of Amagiri's view. The thing was becoming more daring, confident in it's ability to evade the wizard's field of vision.

"Who's there?" Amagiri loudly exclaimed to whoever it might be. "I'm not here to hurt you, I'm here to help."

The creature chuckled in response. It didn't sound human. It's tone was raspy, curdled and acidic. It's intentions weren't good, Amagiri could conceptualize that much. Identifying the creature however, given the speed at which it could move, would be a much harder task. With the silhouette's motives clear, Amagiri remained silent and hunched his back closer to the ground. Adopting his combative stance he began to think to himself.

Wasn't Rin meant to be here? I could really use a partner right now.

The young mage wasn't a great believer in the idea of jinxes. The notion that one could seal one's fate just by assuming the worst. This could have been one of those times to convince him otherwise. As soon as he'd spoken about the possibility of backup; another two silhouettes cleared his view. They moved swiftly and silently, once again evading identification through their speedy concealment. More raspy tones began to chuckle. They toyed with Amagiri as if they were eyeing up their prey.

"Show yourselves, cowards!" Amagiri exclaimed.

The words had barely left his lips when one of the silhouettes leaped from the shadows, a blade raised and aimed at the white hair that gracefully dangled down Amagiri's figure. A killing blow that Amagiri was slow to react to. Was his fate sealed?

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Tags: @Rin Mayou
—@Yuu Blitzkrieg

...but the blade never came.

A flash of light and a reverberating sonic boom that shook Amagiri's bones right to their core. He began to turn but stopped himself as he felt the presence of another within the immediate vicinity. This figure stood on guard at his six providing an ideal situation to where an ambush like that would never happen again. The young, white-haired mage opened his mouth to greet the mage before hearing the sound of distant footsteps. A skip, a jovial walk, an unsuited noise to this scene of unfurling carnage.

"Who could be coming at a time like this?" Amagiri angled his head slightly to observe the goings on. What he saw next made his jaw slacken, a look of surprise coating his features so thick that the young wizard thought he'd never close his mouth again.

"Rin.. what's with the croissant? You're running a little late, you know?" he gestured to the goblin that had already made it's first mistake by attacking them. It's body lay crumpled in a nearby building surrounded by wooden debris such was the destructive force of the man whom had dealt it.

Amagiri brought a hand to his hood to reveal his face, opening his mouth to speak once more in order to reprimand Rin for her punctuality or lack thereof. It seemed he wouldn't be given the opportunity to do so as another goblin appeared in the fray, keen to avenge the defeat of his fallen friend. Little time came to pass before Rin weaved in and out of his grasp before delivering a culminating blow to the head; silencing the goblin once and for all.

White bangs hung loosely around Amagiri's gentle features as he shook his head vigorously. The muscles in his legs tightened as he stepped away from the group, turning on his axis to face them properly. Arms folded over his chest to emanate a more serious demeanor. He'd address Rin later, for now he wanted to question who exactly this stranger was.

"Volkov. Amagiri Volkov."

The god-slayer nodded with a warm smile spreading on his features. He tilted his head slightly to undergo a brief moment of speculation as he continued to address the grey-haired mage infront of him. He had a strong-build and magical energy radiated off him in a similar manner to Amagiri's own. He was strong, that was clear enough, but his intentions were unclear. Was he here to help? Why was he here in the first place? Amagiri presumed the request for help was exclusive to Aurora alone.

"You're a mage, right? What brings you here?"

Amagiri unfolded his arms as the ground rumbled beneath his feet. Bewilderment replaced that slack-jawed look from earlier as he spun around to the direction of the oncoming ramble. They were a silhouette at first. A elongated stretch of black dots covered by the dust that their hording footsteps created. It didn't take them long to sprint into view though. Throngs of short, muscly, pointy-eared creatures charged forwards; looks of determination covered their faces. Each was equipped slightly differently. Hand-me-down pieces of armor and rough-looking blades, hammers, knives, sickles, guns. They were well-equipped, an army of sorts, but unorganized and unkempt.

"Guess you know why this place is abandoned now, huh?" the voice chuckled sinisterly within the confines of his consciousness. Malicious intentions coursed through his brain-waves as the feeling of impending conflict rose to a climax. It looked like this fight would be unavoidable.

"Guess we'll have to cut this reunion short for a moment." Amagiri looked back and smiled at them all before fading from view. A cloud covered his disappearance while thunder rumbled overhead. Rain began to pour into the vicinity as clouds began to darken. A miniature storm materialized into existence despite the savagely hot nature that the atmosphere provided. Black lightning bolts collided with the oncoming forces sending goblins sprawling into the air left and right; their bodies blackened due to the strength of such energies. Thunder roared ferociously causing some of the green beings to turn tail and run.

The white-haired one re-appeared atop of a building. His hand was raised to the air signifying his ability to manipulate the storm above. Some goblins noticed his presence and charged off to confront him, raising their hammers, knives and flails to attempt and inhibit their eventual destruction. The rest of them, however, continued forward; keen to avenge their fallen brothers whom had lost their lives to Yuu's fist and Rin's gun respectively.