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The faded afternoon sky hung low above the town of Hargeon as people went about their daily lives, spending their time idly walking around and chatting with a nonchalant aura surrounding them. The evident tranquility appeared to be wonderful as underneath the facade of peace, within the swallowing darkness that awaited in the alleyways, was a sinister ambiance. The scent of the sea water that was carried by the breeze to all parts of the town now faded into the stench of sweat mingling with the distant whispers of bypassers who occasionally glanced within the piercing road where even the rays of the sun became too frightened to peek through.
She, or rather, he stood there in her body, clad in a pair of black jeans that matched with the long ebony strands of hair as covering the torso was a wine red shirt, hung loosely around her physique. The black boots that adorned her feet were placed on top of the hand of the poor soul that threatened to challenge the female's side persona, Zeke. Indeed he was someone who would show these pathetic humans their place as he watched the unknown young man squirm underneath the sole of his foot, begging to be set free. The crimson eyes could see the pain seep through his opponent's body as a small smirk crawled onto her lips. "Not so tough now, huh?"
Someone as pathetic as that did not deserve to live. Zeke wasted no time raising Nora's other leg and slamming it into the man's face until blood seeped out and he begged for help. He glanced over his shoulder, glaring at anyone who witnessed the scene, causing them to scurry away as their words and whispers no longer evaded his ears. Indeed the man was an unlucky one, for having to deal with the female while the wild beast was conscious. If only he could be saved, but his safety was in fact, far from guaranteed.