A silver haired individual walked around a forest where the shadows seemed to reach out trying to grasp at him. "Fiore? It is truly a strange country. Most people usually don't approach me, but that man back there asked me to kill some a pack of Lycans in exchange for money," Ariael was truly flabbergasted to the point where he didn't even believe the man, but he guessed that it was something that was natural in the land.

His body moved swiftly across the ground as he tried to figure out where the pack of Lycans were. He had dealt with their kind before, so he knew that an ambush attack wouldn't help. They were already probably smelling his scent in the area. His eyes scanned the area, looking for any parts of the forest that was disturbed. Ariael was no tracker, but he had enough sense to figure out where the prey he was hunting would be located. It wouldn't be soon before he saw a disturbed area of grass that was heading deep into the forest.

Putting his hands in his pocket, Ariael would briefly lick his lips before walking towards that direction. Every since he crossed into Fiore he had felt weaker. He could no longer access his transformation nor use the abilities he were aware of. At the moment he didn't whether it was an unforeseen force playing tricks on him, or if the devil was punishing him for entering these lands. While the thought scared him, Ariael did his best to push it in the back of his head. As he walked, a deep within a grove of trees would appear in his vision. He instantly knew that the location of the Lycans were before him.

Removing his hands from his pocket, Ariael would begin to break out into a full run right towards the cave. His body passed by the trees like a blur as he cascaded across the surface. As he entered the cave's entrance, a clawed hand would appear from his left that took aim for his neck. With a quick maneuver he would lean backwards as his momentum still took him through the cave. Raising his left hand, Ariael would grab the outstretched arm and grip it right above the wrist. With a quick yank he would hear bones crunching and a grunt.

Due to his movement, his opponent would follow behind and be carried in the air by the silver haired man. As he entered the cave fully, Ariael would see that only three Lycans were in the cave. The other two had been on the right side of the save, but they didn't react quickly to him because of how fast he took the arm out of the one on the left. Now at the back of the cave, Ariael would use the arm he held and proceed to stab the Lycan with its own claws in its neck.

The repeated stabbing quickly killed off the Lycan and with a quick pull, Ariael would sever the arm from the creature as the other two rushed. Various punches and bites would be issued by the two, but Ariael was swift on his feet. He quickly took care of the last two the same way he did the first. Exiting the cave bloody and dirty, he would make his way back towards the man where he would collect his payment.

WC: 577