[i]Finished here. Heading to your position now. Will intercept.[/i]

Like a shadow in the night, Kentaro moved silently and invisibly through the back of the woods, sword strapped meaningfully on his back. This was not his preferred approach, nor his area of expertise, but the level of technology available to them made the whole ordeal almost laughably easy.

[hr]
Upon arrival at the scene, Ken had immediately honed in on a group of thralls near the perimeter of the mission area, far from the center of the action. 

He dropped down upon them, and almost absentmindedly destroyed the group's largest man's skull with a sharp drop of his elbow. Of the three remaining thralls, two of them noticed that their leader had been killed, and began to formulate their "counterattack".

It might have been called that, if they had ever gotten a chance to put it into action. As it ended up being, they had only just begun to flail helplessly when they found themselves almost simultaneously bisected by a single, smooth swing of the Vigil Agent's sword.

They were not overwhelmed by the man's technique, or simply by the fact that he had gotten the jump on them. It was because he had moved quicker, and reacted faster than they could have possibly imagined. Up until now, they had only ever fought among themselves or against ordinary humans. Never had they thought that they would have to compete against this, something which could almost be said to be on the level of their eternal masters.

The last thrall, who had been oblivious to his first comrade's demise, quickly realized what was going on when his friend's upper body flew past his head from behind. He turned, with no idea about what he would turn to see, and laid his eyes on that man for the first time.

[i]Azai Kentaro.[/i]

Flicking his sword forcefully to the side to dislodge blood from its blade, Ken eyes the last remaining thrall with an air of intimidation. For just an instant, the two of them seemed frozen, eyeing eachother carefully, trying to figure out what the best course of action was.

Spurred on by his growing madness, the thrall made the first move. It was not a good one. He charged, blinded by a combination of fear and lunacy, attempting to claw at the Vigil Agent's body and get a hold of his flesh. 

Ken wouldn't allow it. Stepping simply to the side and raising his sword, he slams the solid hilt against the side of the thrall's head, sending enough force through the poor young thing's skull to immediately fracture it and rupture the precious grey matter stored within. 

It was all over, in a single instant.

[hr]
And, it was from then that Azai first contacted Blake. He heard the gist of what everybody had to say, through the messaging system that the lot of them shared, and was just finishing up cleaning his treasured sword when Blake's final message was received. Moving with deliberate slowness, Kentaro begins walking towards Blake's current location, headed for the area that his next opponent would soon be arriving at. 

What preparations he made were in his head, as he considered his mental map of the area, and how he could possibly use the terrain to his advantage. Experimentally, he flexes his fingers, a habit that had persisted from his earlier days as a street brawler.

This feeling was... Anticipation.

Anticipation for a fight.