Paragon of Virtue
Just as Agil had warned, the Devil's Sun was packed, and full of bright lights and loud music. This was not a time for enjoyment and partying, but rather work, so Jin began scouting the area. The workers within the building seemed weak, weak as the patrons of the Demons' Den at best. A few bouncers who looked akin to the bartender scanned the crowd just as Jin did. In a VIP area, a well dressed man laughed. Jin figured he was the manager, and he could sense a decent amount of power from him. At the suited man's right was a strangely familiar one-armed orc that seemed to notice him and whisper something to the manager.
That said, Agil was far from exact on what it was that Jin was supposed to do. He only said to gather information, but what information it was exactly was unclear. Making things more difficult was the large crowd jostling Jin around. It was difficult to focus on gathering information with the various people in various states of intoxication bumping into him and attempting to converse with him. With only minor bruising, he manage to escape to a bar.
"You certainly look outta place here," a girl with lavender hair laughed.
"I-I do?"
"Yeah. This place is for a bunch of degenerates looking for a quick good time. You look too much like a goody two-shoes.
"If this is for degenerates, that means you're one too, right?
She laughed. "Maybe, maybe not. I'm guessing this is your first time here?"
"Yeah."
She nodded. Suddenly, a voice called inside of Jin's head. I'm assuming you're here to try to uncover whatever evil secrets this place holds?
Telepathy?
Pretty much.
Same as me then. My name's Syalla. I don't belong to a guild, but I see you're from Silver Wolf.
Suddenly, Jin felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned to see one of the bouncers staring at him, the one-armed orc behind him.
"Yeah, this is the guy that roughed up the Demons' Den," the one-armed orc said quietly.
The bouncer nodded and grunted, throwing a punch directly into Jin's jaw. He tumbled over the bar, collapsing against the bartender. The one-armed orc sprinted away as two more bouncers surrounded the two.
"You take care of that one, I've get these!" Syalla cried.
Jin nodded groggily, feeling the powerful blow from the bouncer, who stayed silent.
You want me to take charge?
I got this.
You're talking to yourself?
There's two of me. It's a bit of a long story.
Syalla shrugged as Jin clambered back over the bar to engage in combat with the bouncer. "Heart Eater!" he called out, his hands being wrapped in shadows.
The bouncer roared, dashing towards Jin. It came across him quicker than expected, driving a shoulder into Jin, sending him crashing over the bar once again, knocking down the bartender who had just gotten up. "Shadow Rush!" Jin called once again, slightly woozy. With now both his hands and feet wrapped in shadows, he vaulted once again over the bar, delivering a punch to the bouncer, who rolled backwards.
How's your fight going?
They're pretty resilient guys.
Jin laughed quietly. It certainly was true. The bouncer could take a punch, and could deliver a solid punch as well. Jin smiled. The Bringer of Death was eager to get in on the fighting, but the Paragon insisted otherwise. He powered up a Shadow Rush, sprinting ahead to the bouncer and delivering another punch. It raised its arms, absorbing much of the damage into its forearms. As he went for another punch, the bouncer quickly burst out of its defense to deliver a punch to Jin's gut, sending him flying. Jin twirled in the air, bouncing off of one of the pillars holding up the balcony that his familiar foe was seen on. He masked his entry with a flurry of Shadow Spears, forcing the orc into a defensive stance as he came in with a punch to its gut. It roared, punching him yet another time, sending him through the air once again in a painful form of deja vu. He twisted in the air, catching his eyes with the bouncer. He smirked, firing out a Shadow Spear, piercing its arms. It dropped to a knee, weakened to near death. He landed, initially making a dramatic landing before his leg collapsed under him from the awkward landing. He quickly got up, trying to mask his failure. It was too late.
"Graceful display of elegance," Syalla laughed, speaking out loud now. She had defeated her two bouncers, and now the club was completely emptied. Just the two wizards, as well as the unconscious bodies of the three bouncers and the bartender remained.
"Any way to figure out where to go from here?" Jin asked.
"Unfortunately, we seemed to have knocked out the only three people left who would have known anything."
"Can we get a read on that one-armed orc?"
"Personally? No. However..."
As if on cue, the door burst open, and Agil came forwards, the one-armed orc in hand. He tossed the orc down, crossing his arms over the entryway.
My time to shine. The Bringer of Death called.
Before Jin could resist, his vision faded.
The Bringer of Death
He opened his eyes, a devilish grin on his face.
"How convenient to see you again," he coyly said, toying with his mask.
"G-get away, you demon!"
Jin laughed. "The pot calling the kettle black, eh? Well, no matter. I just have one little request for you. Cooperate, and I'll let you live even yet."
The orc tried backing away, only running into Agil and Syalla in his attempted escape. "You said that last time, and look what you did to my arm!" He turned to the two, fear in his eyes. "How can you trust him? He's a monster!"
"He's getting the job done," Agil responded, shrugging.
"Ditto. I don't honestly see what sort of horrible thing you're fearing him for, honestly, but...hey, if it's taking your group down, count me in."
It turned to Jin, fear still in it's eyes. "Wh-what do you want? I-I'll give you anything!"
Jin smiled. "Perfect. Glad we could come to an agreement. That VIP, who is he? Where's your base of operations? What's your aim? All that stuff. Tell me, and you get to keep your pathetic life."
The creature whimpered, looking for an escape. "A-alright! I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything! That VIP is Samael, he's the boss behind everything, as far as I know. We've got a base in the sewers, but from what little information they're giving me, I don't know if that's the only base. And I don't even know what they're doing. Honestly! I don't know anything, I'm just an underling! Now let me go!"
Jin frowned, and shook his head. "I feel like you know more than that, and you're just not going to give in. Plus, I can't have you revealing much more anyways. So, good-bye.
The orc's face had contorted into a feeble attempt to cry out as Jin fired a spell into its head, killing it. He sighed, cracking his neck.
"Pay me for the job, Agil. I'll take you up when you two are ready to take these guys down."
Jin left, a morbid satisfaction settling over his body over his actions.
WC = 1236
Total WC = 1521
