The sound of metal being dragged across the pavement started to drive the man insane. The chains were heavy, and the shackles limited his movements. Kaseki was the prisoner. He was being brought to Era as a prisoner. He looked at his escort with a fire in his eyes. This did not go was planned.
"When I said 'Well chain me up, lock my arms together, turn me in to the Magic Council and call me Sally!' it was an expression..." Kaseki was the Fourth Coming Storm. He was known well across Fiore, but not for fear, but failure. He was the outcast of Lamia Scale, cast away into the darkness. He had respect for the aid that he gave to the people, despite being in Savage Skull. He help the elderly, gave food to the hungry and threw jewels at the poor. He was kind at heart, but ruthless in nature. He wanted to be a hero at any cost, but the demon in him would never allow that. "I can change..." he said weakly.
Kaseki dragged the chains as he followed the Rune Knight. They knew Kaseki was virtually harmless. He was a poor offensive mage, and sub-par at defense at best. They knew he relied on allies for power with his magic. Kaseki has friends in every guild. He needed it, it was not for power, but for safety. Having friends in legal guilds was the closest he could ever be to being a hero.
He looked up at the great halls of the Headquarters as he was dragged in through the doors. Some guards held confused expressions. "Why is he here?" one asked, "He's barely a threat..." another said... "He should be released soon. He played Heero at my daughter's birthday party, he's harmless." said another. But everyone knew what this meant. This meant that he was finally a threat. Or rather... he was brought there to prove a point.
"When I said 'Well chain me up, lock my arms together, turn me in to the Magic Council and call me Sally!' it was an expression..." Kaseki was the Fourth Coming Storm. He was known well across Fiore, but not for fear, but failure. He was the outcast of Lamia Scale, cast away into the darkness. He had respect for the aid that he gave to the people, despite being in Savage Skull. He help the elderly, gave food to the hungry and threw jewels at the poor. He was kind at heart, but ruthless in nature. He wanted to be a hero at any cost, but the demon in him would never allow that. "I can change..." he said weakly.
Kaseki dragged the chains as he followed the Rune Knight. They knew Kaseki was virtually harmless. He was a poor offensive mage, and sub-par at defense at best. They knew he relied on allies for power with his magic. Kaseki has friends in every guild. He needed it, it was not for power, but for safety. Having friends in legal guilds was the closest he could ever be to being a hero.
He looked up at the great halls of the Headquarters as he was dragged in through the doors. Some guards held confused expressions. "Why is he here?" one asked, "He's barely a threat..." another said... "He should be released soon. He played Heero at my daughter's birthday party, he's harmless." said another. But everyone knew what this meant. This meant that he was finally a threat. Or rather... he was brought there to prove a point.