It had been awhile since he had been in Astera, having spent quite a bit of time in Oak recently for a couple of investigations and an invasion into Eternal Nightmare that actually turned into a Nightmare. It had left the large man shaken in his aspirations as he now stared down into the cup of tea that sat before him. His life had begun to drag on as of recently, with many plans and plots revolving around him. It was almost cathartic how things seemed to just slide down the drain even as he was finally making moves on the plans he had made with Hitomi months, years ago. It left him feeling fairly melancholic if he were honest. It was a weird feeling to have considering that for the most part everything had gone as planned. Those who he had scouted had joined in with his plans without much fuss. He was even slated to go meet another soon, but he knew that he would need far more allies than he currently had to accomplish his goals as well as fight off the growing incursion of Cults and Evil Organizations that threatened to break the Heaven's Pact and allow those who wished harm upon Earthland to cross the veil again.
He would look up from his tea, the market place bustling with the passage of time and life. The various peoples moving about their day with nary a care in the world as they shopped for various goods and services, not even knowing that potentially under their feet, a group of ne'er-do-wells were planning how to slaughter and sacrifice them to whatever God of Destruction they felt would accomplish their goals. It was these moments that made him wish he hadn't left the Rune Knights, but he knew that it was for the best. The organization wasn't bad, in fact outside of his gripes with how they handled Dark Guilds and the random people of great importance, they were actually pretty well run when funded. But the problem simply was that they weren't well equipped to handle what Seika felt was the real struggle, the real problem that was threatening Earthland on what felt like a daily basis. It was why he felt the need to bring along with him people who could handle the truth and peer into the abyss and could take the abyss staring back at them. He needed warriors and soldiers to help him destroy that which wished to destroy them all.
A heavy sigh ripped itself from his throat as his eyes glanced over the many persons, nameless and faceless as they were, that passed him by. None of them stuck out as they were all so... human. Imbued with normal powers, normal lives, normal... existences. Staring down at his hand, rotating it about with his wrist to watch the many energies swirling about within him. How could he even remotely relate to them on any sort of level that would matter. How could he see anything in them to find common ground with beyond the fact that they needed protection? Life was fickle that way, and it had led to a life of unease and uncertainty. But it also led to chance meetings and potentially, second chances.
It was the small glimmer of a small being, a cat more than likely, that caught Seika's eye from the corner. Tilting his head slowly, he could see a small being that looked somewhat familiar that was following a much larger human who seemed fairly out of place in this bustling marketplace. The name eluded him, but the person hadn't left that much of a good impression upon him the last time they had met, but he was fairly certain that the Dimension Dragon still carried about him a power and a potential that was unmatched by many, including his own fellow mages. Deciding to try and wave him down, Seika would lift his left hand and wave at the boy, attempting to garner his attention with the small gesture.