[b]Sable Rhodroth - [color=red]Wretched One[/color][/b]

"D-Demons?" he repeated, quickly feeling the heat of combat rising in him. He smiled fiercely before smashing his fist into his palm. "I give no shits about Cedar, Clover, or protecting the city but if a good fight's wandering about, I'm willing to save a few pedestrians." Clasping Piper's shoulder, he gave her a nod. "Thanks for letting me know." 

He ran off towards the guild in a hurry, the embers of his excitement flickering off him as he did. It was a relief to actually be able to try out his new power in combat. To not have to hold back at all and go all out, to be able to raze those in front of him without regrets. He reached up and grasped the porcelain scarf; Rhodroth's memento. That guy's voice was sure to echo again though this time he knew it was just his own imagination. 

Reaching the guild hall, he burst through the doors, flames pouring in as well. "Alright! Where the hell should I go? and whose ass should I kick?" he yelled.