"Blood"
A flash of silver, a gleam in the moonlight.
Blood drips from the long, thin blade of his sword as he glances over his shoulder to gaze at the girl lying dead in the street. Her death was swift, painless. A pity. She did not even have time to cry out before she collapsed. He sheathes his sword with a sigh before vanishing into the darkness.
A single black feather is left behind.
It drifts downward slowly, landing in the blood that is pooling in the street around her body, staining the cobblestones beneath the light of the pale, silver moon.
Author: As I said, this arc is going to be a dark one. This event is... out of place in the timeline, but let it serve as a dark shadow hanging over the rest of the arc. Yes, someone's going to die. And genre-savvy fans ought to be able to guess who...
Anyway, this will get back to fluffiness soon. DX