[b]MITSURU SAZANAMI[/b]

Mitsuru shook in their bed as a grim sensation slithered down their spine. Tonight’s field seemed to be bigger than usual. Of course, their 'usual' only consisted of a measly two nights’ patrol, with minimal combat because they were merely accompanying a group of more experienced Moon Princes. They groaned and rose from bed, still faintly surprised that the action wasn’t accompanied by all-encompassing pain. That was definitely something to be grateful for. 

The thin teenager walked over to their desk and looked at the clock. 10:18pm. A bit past their bedtime if the timetable above their desk was something to be followed. Mitsuru could probably get rid of that restrictive schedule soon, if the rest of their symptoms disappeared as quickly as the initial ones. The same went for the incomparable number of pill cases that also sat on the desk. Mitsuru smiled at the thought of finally being free, to be able to operate their body the way they wanted. With almost child-like enthusiasm, Mitsuru transformed and silently leapt from their bedroom window.

They laughed as they ran through the night, the wind streaming past their face and pulling wisps of smoke from their eternally steaming cloak. Mitsuru pushed their muscles to the limit, sprinting hard and jumping from fences to rooftop, fully enjoying their recently discovered mobility. To be so strong and fast; it felt truly amazing. After successfully landing a double backflip from the top of an apartment building, Mitsuru reluctantly decided that it was time to get to the matter of hand. First course of action was to locate the other Moon Princes and group up. 

They spotted a small group of shadows and descended to engage them while summoning their weapon, a hefty double bladed staff. They landed with a slash to one of the larger fiends, destroying it, before launching into a flurry of strikes and slashes at the others. The Shadows fell easily from Mitsuru’s attacks, earning the teenager a pleased smile. A sudden roar pulled them out of their satisfied state and a particularly large garbage bin was hurled at them. With a small yelp, Mitsuru disintegrated into smoke and let the bin pass through. Phew, that was a close one. Foolish. They should have assessed their surroundings before letting their guard down, especially since they weren’t accompanied by the Moon Princes this time. In their smoke form, they avoided the following volley of garbage bins, before rematerializing behind the monster and killing it with a slash to the back. After making certain that all the monsters truly were eliminated, Mitsuru hurried towards the fallen bins (which were thankfully already emptied for the night) and neatly placed them in their original positions. Moon Princes were heroes after all, and heroes had to make sure that the public felt safe in their neighbourhoods.

They continued patrolling through the streets, hoping that their comrades would arrive soon. No such luck, unfortunately. Instead, they encountered a hideously large cluster of Shadows engaged by only two Cosmic Princes. Sun Princes to be precise. Mitsuru scowled at the thought of them. They had been warned about them when they started out. To top it all off, there was a civilian in the midst of it all. Sure, the poor fellow seemed to be protected by some sort of bubble but there were already some Shadows who were curiously gazing at the boy.

[color=0076a3]“Reckless bastards,”[/color] Mitsuru muttered. It seemed that the other princes were right. These Sun Princes barely showed any concern for civilians.

Mitsuru took a deep breath before reverting into smoke form, swiftly dodging and speeding past Shadows and Princes alike. That move might piss off those stubbornly territorial Sun Princes, but Mitsuru ignored the possibility of retaliation. It wouldn't be anything the Moon Princes couldn’t handle. Plus, there was a helpless civilian that needed saving. That was far more important than the petulant whinging of those Sun Princes. They materialised in front of the boy in his bubble and dispersed the Shadows closest to the bystander.

[color=0076a3]“Have no fear. I’ll get you out of here soon,”[/color] Mitsuru spoke firmly to reassure the civilian. By ‘out of here’, they meant the cluster of Shadows, not the bubble. That protective barrier possibly had its uses.

Quickly putting away their weapon, Mitsuru lifted the bubble with both arms and began transporting the civilian to a safer place.