Though her reputation wasn’t highly regarded, he had noticed many potentially troublesome aspects of LeeAnn if they were to fight. He possessed fire magic of an unknown nature, which might prove disruptive when using his returning frost dragon slayer, but for now, Kon would just wait, tying up his steed on a nearby post, before looking out into the direction of the path that led from the port town. Right eye still stinging from the transplant, Kon soothed it by pressing his cold, metal right hand onto it briefly before doing a quick swipe to remove the remaining blood that was still dripping from the side. “Truly a professional…” He muttered to himself, recalling the hurried nature of the surgeon.
WC: 382
Vision flushed with fresh blood but otherwise somehow clearer than ever before, Kon stared out in the distance looking at the men and women busying their day to day life. But just where was Lee? He couldn’t spot them at this distance, perhaps they were taking another route or were choosing to be a bit more conscious with how he got here. All he knew was that he had to wait...
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