[h2][center]Reisen Udongein Inaba[/center][/h2]

"Monsters? What? I haven't a clue what you're speaking about," Reisen said, carefully eyeing the man as he mentioned death. There was only so far jokes could go, and this was certainly pushing it as far as things went.

"I can confidently say that it was a perfectly normal day where I was before, and that no apocalypse was in any forecast for the day. 'Creatures descending from the sky' sounds more like a wild fever dream than anything else, so I'll have to refute your portrayal of facts here... If I can consider them facts at all," she continued, shaking her head. "As I said, it was a perfectly normal day where I was. One moment I was packing up, and the next I end up in this place... Wherever it is."

Giving the man another once-over, Reisen noted how none of his clothes seemed to be damaged in the least. If he claimed death as he had been doing for the entirety of the conversation, then the distinct lack of blood on his garments indicated otherwise. Maybe it was just a lunatic of sorts?

If so, maybe she could fix him back up and get him to speak something that made sense to her...

"Hey, could you look into my eyes for a second?" she asked, moving forwards to try and catch a glimpse of his eyes through the mask he wore.

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[h2][center]Sogiita Gunha[/center][/h2]
The sound of multiple explosions going off at once erupted from the alleyway as Gunha threw punch after punch at the thugs, casually ignoring anything that came flying at hit from whichever direction. The first thug, the one that had swung the bat, was the also the first to go; the young esper had landed a direct punch into his gut, which had sent the man flying into the wall and left behind a human-shaped imprint on it. The second, a young man wielding a pair of knives, was next: after he lunged at Gunha, the gutsy young man stomped on the ground and caused a shockwave strong enough to throw the man into the air a few feet before Gunha punched him straight out of the alleyway and into the middle of the road (to the screams of those who were watching from afar, however few in number they were). The last one, an older man who looked to be in his late twenties, had taken the initial target hostage.

This, of course, made Gunha slightly more irritated.

"Oi! How much lower are you gonna sink, you gutless coward?!" Gunha roared as a few multicolored explosions flared to life behind him. "If you're gonna go down, at least go down like a man!"

"Say the one who ain't human!" the thug retorted as Gunha pulled back for a punch a few feet away.

"Now that's just rude!" the esper retorted as he let loose his punch. The air whiffed by harmlessly, but after a few seconds the effect was clear: a blast made from compressed air had shot towards the thug's head, knocking his head back into the wall and temporarily disorienting him as his grip on the hostage loosened. With a smirk, Gunha dashed forward and pulled the victim back before ducking low and pulling back for another punch.

"Think your life through for a while, why don'tcha?!"

With that exclamation, Gunha threw an uppercut at the thug, launching him straight into the sky and towards... Well, somewhere else in the city. Hopefully he wouldn't die from it.

Probably wouldn't, honestly. Jerks like those had stupid amounts of durability.

Brushing himself off after the final blow, Gunha flashed the quivering victim a thumbs-up before casually walking out of the alleyway and into the streets. Maybe if he wandered around a bit more, he'd figure out where the heck he was...