"Forgive me if I am mistaken," Vaeros interjected, meeting the eyes of the one who called himself Frost Bite, "but isn't that a task more suited for the police? Or, if a truly dangerous individual escapes the net, the National Guard?"

He checked the fit of his belt, brushed a few of the feathers on his arm, and rested his palm on the hilt of his weapon, before making his way towards Kira's Dagger with the others.

"Besides," He added. "I want to see what kind of a challenge this 'Torch' individual might be."