[Outlaw Warehouse
Boston, USA
Lucien Lothringen, Defender of the Light and Seina, The Pontiff of Order]

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[color=B22222] “Oi, big guy, chasing after a little bird we have no proof yet is anything ain’t exactly gonna give us an advantage of any kind.” [/color] 

Lucien was simple in his conversation, brandishing his spear to his front as if in an attempt to intimidate his fellow flame haze. If anything, this sort of “rampage” was good for Lucien regardless of the outcome. In the event that Alastair: The Fierce Caretaker, were to settle down and return to his former post, Lucien had done his job to keep the Flame Haze on point.

However, in the event that the big guy was to continue his rampage, Lucien got the chance to experience sparing against a strong opponent; something that Lucien couldn’t say he disliked in the slightest. 

One would wonder, if they had not paid attention to Lucien during the beginning of the fight how he would have been able to place himself between The Fierce Caretaker and the  bird in such a way. If anything, the Fierce Caretaker should have, under normal circumstances, been able to outpace Lucien. 

This was not the case. Lucien had placed himself between the bird and the man almost instantly. As if a flash of lightning, he appeared. The man known as The Defender of the Light definitely had a few tricks up his sleeve.

[color=B22222] “I like your spirit. Alastair, was it? However, your spirit is misguided. Even if you caught the bird, then what? It could just be a normal bird. Either way, to your Crimson Lord, I’ll get your boy back to normal.” [/color] 

Lucien was trying to be rational as possible regarding the behemoth of a man. Of course, chances are it was to fall on deaf ears. But even so, his insistence on making promises more 

[color=B22222] [b]“Another silly promise,” [/b] [/color] Seina began. [color=B22222][b] “One of these days you are going to hit something more stubborn than you. And I am not really one to be doing bits and pieces.” [/b][/color]

But that was where his spear came into play. In the event that The Fierce Caretaker was to try and press forward against Lucien, who stood in the middle of where the bird had flown off and where Alastair currently stood. He would need to press past the spear man in order to get through to the bird.

In a normal event, the behemoth of a man was more likely to push over Lucien. However, the physiology of the Flame Haze allowed even a certain small girl to attack with the strength of many men., Appearance hardly meant much to the Flame Hazes. It could be anyone’s fight, but a fight between the Flame Hazes was a battle to see who’s existence was superior, the “world gate”, and the usage of certain tools known as the Sacred Treasures, and if neither were going to back down, it appeared that there would be some sort of fight on our hands. And perhaps between the rage of catching the bird and the lust of battle from Alastair and Lucien respectively, one of them was bound to get hurt.