The streets were packed with people, lights, and the unmistakeable aroma of post-rainfall dew. The nightlife did not shy away from the city of Lauverdale. As the apparitions of the people continued their hustle, you could hear the squelching of their footsteps on the wet concrete road, and the distant chatterings and laughter of the residents.
Perched above the metal railings of a rundown warehouse, a lone silhouette crouched under the night sky, almost invisible to the sight of the locals.
But he was not alone. Another silhouette forms beside him.
"So what exactly are we looking for today?" she asked.
"Not a weapon, or at least technically not one," he uttered, staring into the far distance. "I can sense his presence, his aura. He must be around this area somewhere. Keep looking."
The two figures leapt quietly and effortlessly down, landing onto the damp road below them. In a split second, they arose and began walking briskly, with the man leading his companion through an alley.
"The feeling is getting stronger. We are close."
"We'd better be… I don't want to return empty-handed back to the boss. Would be great to take a new soul stone back to camp for a change."
The man stopped in his tracks. "Shhh… We're here."
At the dead end of the alley, the sounds of lust were heard. Jon Zephyrus was passionately kissing with another female and seemed clueless of the impending assault.
"There, that's him," he pointed. "Now we just have to get in carefully and secure the kill."
"You've done enough work. Let me finish this one, nice, and easy…"
The woman emerged from the shadows, and from her black cloak, she pulled out a glowing kukri, and dashed forward with almost inhuman alacrity. The blade charged ferociously towards its target.
Almost in an instant, Jon pushes his playmate aside. A trident conjures in a flash onto his hands, as he brandishes the weapon towards the incoming slash that tears and breaks through the weaker kukri. The woman is taken aback by the sudden retaliation, but quickly draws out another glowing blade, attempting to strike a second blow, which Jon blocks by thrusting the teeth of his weapon directly into the woman's chest. The woman cries in pain and falls onto to floor, motionless.
"Jeanna! No!" The man bellows, before drawing a magical glowing pistol and firing three shots towards the target. With incredible speed, Jon manoeuvres his trident in a clean sweep that deflects the first bullet into the wall to his right. As the man fired the second shot, Jon's body disintegrates into thin air, stunning his attacker who panics for a split second as he rematerializes behind him and striking him with the pole of his trident. The killer grunts in pain, tumbling onto a puddle of water from the rain half an hour ago, but determined to kill Jon. He immediately rolls away and fires the third shot, this time landing on Jon's shoulder blade, but he barely flinches. He flashes up towards the attacker and grabs him tightly by the cloak with his left hand.
"I knew you would come. Did you really think you could kill me?"
He then pushes the killer down again on the floor, before landing his deadly trident straight into his heart, ending the conflict.
Whilst all the commotion occurred, his playmate stood shivering in the corner, crouched and traumatised. Jon slowly approached the lady,
"Don't worry… Don't be afraid. You will not remember much after this."
and whispered in her ears:
"Untario demunicas entendelli."
A flash of light bursts through before Jon, and the lady disappears back into the bar where they emerged from, and her state was like as if nothing had occurred.
Jon, still at the alley, scaled up the walls, and left the street.
