He heard the sound of battle echoing. The rippling of the earth as the sword sundered the ground brought Seto's attention towards a nearby mine shaft. The girl didn't seem interested in talking to him, he might as well take his queue and leave her alone. He took one good look at her and the direction she was going... "She'll be fine." He paced forward towards the mines.

He carefully scaled along the rocks and slid down into the shaft. The uneven ground made it difficult for him to navigate the terrain... There were no traces of footsteps whatsoever... But that sound of battle did came from here. He took a potion and drank it, his surroundings immediately lighting up as he plunged deeper into the shaft. Slowly came the rapid sound of footsteps charging and dissipating. They were moving quickly in the darkness. His gut was right after all.

Time went by and he was getting close to the source-- the sound of more fighting becoming more apparent until a whizzing red line moved out of Seto's sight. His grip fell on to his hilt as he cautiously looked around him and followed the trail. He reached the climax of the fight, seeing the group people back-to-back against one another as they looked frantically around trying to control the situation. He attempted to remain out of sight-- but the red guy he was tracking seemed to have caught Seto off-guard. He kicked Seto down into the other players with a rough thud-- depleting his HP minorly. He rose up and quickly turned around to the direction of where he was kicked. "Gah. Should've kept to my own business."

His hand lathered along the hilt as an oncoming assassin charged. His blade ready to strike-- but as soon as his dagger reached the sheathe of his blade he drew it. The bind was made. With the support of his other hand on the sheathe, he attempted to feel the direction of the enemy's hand. As soon as his balance was changed he drew his sword and assumed a guarded position and parried his strike. The dagger slid down from the flat of Seto's blade and he transferred his momentum by striking at his abdomen with his elbow pushing him into range of his sword. "My turn."

He held the blade at a low-guard and steadfastly stepped forward with a quick slash at the assassin's neck and shoulder. The swift attack seem to have landed a critical strike, as his health bar quickly depleted from green to orange.

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