'So what's your name? I'm assuming you already know who I am.' Randy wrapped his scarf around the Tengu's neck, trying to regain control of the demon. Whoever freed this thing, it caused them a lot of trouble.
Shadow merely glanced at him as she deflected the Sorcercer's Stank with a silver force field.
'I know who you are,' she said. 'But letting you know my identity is my choice.'
'Compared to my suit, you're letting everyone know who you are,' he argued.
Shadow sprinted towards the Sorcercer and backflipped him. 'I'm the Protector of Norrisville now. But The rest of the globe is also under my care. Your Southeast Asia is your little plaything.' She dodged another Stank. 'Call me Nightingale.'
Randy blinked. So all he had to do was find some girl with silver hair and red eyes. Not many people had that trait, right? Heroes like them tend to have special hair and eyes. This wouldn't be too hard.
He clenched his fists and lit his body into Tengu fire mode. The Tengu lit up in response. He raised his fist, and the Tengu did as well, though it struggled for control.
'Okay, genius,' he spat, 'what do we do?'
Nightingale arched an eyebrow at him. 'I just got here.' He glared at her. 'Fine. I'll drag the Sorcerer back down to his hole and you lure the Tengu back to its stone. I got the Sorceress Necklace, but I'm sure it doesn't work here. Do you have the key?'
'I only hang it around my neck everyday. After this we tradesies. I'll go to America and a you stay here. Deal?'
She stared at him like she didn't believe him. Assassins and Ninjas both can be stealthy, aware and sharp. Randy may not seem like it, but he possesses all those traits. He's not so sure about Nightingale, though.
'You can't stay in America,' she said darkly. 'Because your fate isn't intertwined with Good. Only the ninja can free the Sorcerer, but only you have the key. No one can travel to America in such short notice, yet somehow you managed.'
'Wait—' Randy was panicking now. Where was she going with this conversation?
'You're lying,' she said. 'Do you think I'm blunt? I am the Silver Nightingale, and my speciality is lies and masks.'
Randy stopped his actions as he turned to her.
She crossed her arms as she held the Sorcercer's collar in her hands.
'The real Ninja was killed,' she whispered. 'By the Sorceress. So you are a lie, disguising as him, or possessing him. Tell me, Sorcercer, what do you have to gain by controlling him?'
The Sorcerer's expression twisted into a malicious grin. He cackled as green smoke shrouded his hagly body, teleporting himself next to the Ninja, whose eyes we're now revealed as a sickly green.
'You found me out,' he said dearly. 'Now you shall serve me well.'