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[center][sub]Courtbridge, Prince Ed-Field - The Orchestra Mall[/sub]
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Upon the request from Nicole, the taxi instead of going to their target location had dropped she and Jackson near the Orchestra Mall in Prince Ed-Field. When Jackson asked why she said she needed to drop off an application for one of the stores inside it. Though he protested, Jackson knew it was an unwinnable battle with her. Plus, given how quick the simple act of dropping off an application would take, he shrugged at it and followed Nicole. Though, he wasn’t able to keep up his usual pace, so she had to lower her brisk walk speed just a tad.
 
After a bit, they finally reached the mall, but upon getting there, Jackson saw something strange, not to mention heard it too. Screams from both men and women who were running the way that Jackson and Nicole had came. “Why are they running away?” Nicole asked.
 
Jackson shrugged. 
 
In the matter of a few moments, as they walked deeper into the mall(the store Nicole was applying at was near the entrance they came in through), the two would soon realize what exactly it was that had the mall goers flee in terror: it was the same kind of abomination that he had dealt with at The Golden Throne, but it seemed that these were...different. And in higher numbers.
 
“Not again,” Jackson cursed under his breath.
 
“What is it?”
 
“We need to leave, that’s what,” Jackson said to Nicole, grabbing her hand as he half-walked, half-hopped towards the entrance.
 
“Jackson, what’s going on!?” Nicole raised her voice as she seemed to resist him pulling her arm.
 
“Listen to me, that thing that showed up at the Golden Throne a couple of days ago - well, those..those [i]things[/i] over there seem to be the same, but different.”
 
“What are you even talking about?
 
“Just listen to me for once and get your ass out of here,” Jackson yelled, giving Nicole an order.
 
“You’re coming too, right?”
 
Jackson sighed. He always had to play the hero, didn’t he? “Make sure you get to safety,” Jackson said, not really answering her question clearly.
 
Jackson wobbled towards a few of the beasts that were just rampaging around. “Why is it always me? “Jackson said to himself as he noticed one of the beasts head towards him, their talon-like claws seemed to be poised to strike. The beast took to the air and was coming for him. On instinct, Jackson did a left uppercut. Though a few inches off, an arc of fire followed it, sending this particular beast flying backward.
 
And, of course, like all things, that would get the attention of a few more. Jackson prepared himself for the oncoming onslaught. He raised his hands up, them glowing a dim red. This was going to be a long day.