There was killing intent there, enough that his brain went into overdrive, Yuuki’s blue eyes lighting up with alarm as Kyoran’s eyes narrowed. Dangerous weaklings were his weakness, in the end. Not powerful enough to justify levelling a mountain for, but violent enough to be a threat regardless. His friends would have taken care of individuals like this. But they weren’t here, and the only thing he could take comfort in was the fact that the man hadn’t started shooting yet.

Didn’t want to cause trouble directly. At least, not now. Wanted someone else to pull the trigger first.

[i]Bastard.[/i]
[b]
“Thanks a bunch!” [/b]he beamed at the sorceress girl as she handed the grenade to him, [b]“I really appreciate it. And Kyou, c’mon now, don’t just spoil everything!”[/b]

His eyes caught the banner that decorated the building they were beside, familiar characters forming words that he understood clearly. A Cosplay Convention. It felt like years, but it must have only been months since he had ‘died’, huh? Thank god he hadn’t skipped over an entire era. His family must still be alive then! Mulling in his thoughts, Yuuki almost didn’t catch the explanation on the grenade.

[i]Go crazy and kill each other?[/i]

Just like AZRAEL, except distilled into a commonplace weapon. Perhaps this Kyoran was a third-rate villain, but the universe he belonged to? Images of writhing flesh and tortured faces emerged, a world razed by its blood-mad inhabitants. He shook his head. Not now.

[b]“Really sorry about this, but we do have to get going now. Can’t miss out on signing up and all,” [/b]Yuuki said, still all smiles, [b]“You bunch should head in as well. I recommend you getting some real good spots, cause, well…EX-Ranker’s gotta be showing off his armory, right? I promise you that the little fireworks display that comes with Kyou’s bombs won’t even compare to the legendary artifacts within the Tor Von Weishcallt!” [/b]