[color=blue][b][i]SOMEWHERE IN THE FADED CITY[/i][/b][/color]

A fist smashed through the head of a dissolution, melting the creature into a small pile of exp crystals. All around were similar piles of small crystals, surrounding the blue fist fighter. Blue Nova was back in action, and more bored than ever.
[color=blue][b]"Same old, same old."[/b][/color] He muttered to himself.
Killing weak dissolutions was no fun. Killed one, killed em all. He kicked a pile of exp crystals over and kept walking. No way small fry would drop anything substantial. As he walked along he thought about what to do about his DGO career. Now that the blue guild wasn't a thing, where would he go? He could always switch guilds again. Maybe go to the green guild for a change. But then again, he was still somewhat bitter about the blue guild losing, so maybe not. He could go back to the red guild for some high octane fights, but he didn't really want to. He didn't really want to switch guilds at all, but he wasn't sure why. 

He supposed that there was something bothering him. Thomas had said that Bel was alright now, but why hadn't she gone into deep ground yet? He had been expecting to see here somewhere - a king-level player didn't just disappear all of a sudden. Maybe she just hadn't logged on in the past few days, but if that was the case, why not? Finn wasn't the type of guy to pry into the lives of his friends, and he trusted that whatever he didn't know was stuff he didn't have to know. But being left in the dark like this made him frustrated, and when he was frustrated, he wanted to fight.

As the Blue Nova walked along, more dissolutions spawned in front of him. He didn't even wait for them to come, activating blue shift to close the distance before hitting one with a well placed punch. His fist radiated blue energy and exploded outwards, dissolving the dissolution in an instant.
[color=blue][b]"Feh. More small fry."[/b][/color] He said out loud, before unleashing a roundhouse kick.
He didn't really care about exp, or whether his enemy was a dissolution, he just wanted to swing his fists. And swing he did, clearing the 3 dissolutions in seconds.
[color=blue][b]"What's it take to get a good fight around here?"[/b][/color]
Maybe he could go back farther than when he was in a guild - back when he was a wandering fighter with nothing to his name but fighting spirit. When he didn't care whether he lived or died, or what the pay out would be afterwards, the time when he only cared that he fought, whether he won or lost.
[color=blue][b]"You know, that's starting to sound pretty good..."[/b][/color] He muttered.
Blue Nova walked on, itching for a fight that would satisfy his bloodlust.