[center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/366129818791575552/509214181661081620/kaito3.png[/img][/center] [@ERode][@Stern Algorithm] With Mari off in relatively better spirits, Kaito paced back gingerly to his guitar and stared at the instrument with a mixture of hesitance and excitement. Even if he could capture none of the dummies while charging his quirk it was still uplifting to think he could help the others achieve their dreams of success. What bothered him was Maris reaction to it all. Was it fear? With the runner slowed down, and now gone, what was left for Kaito he wondered. [quote=@ERode] As their eyes met, both Kaito and the strange woman froze. Thrusting her hip out sideways, and bringing up a splayed hand over her eye, she ignored the reddening of her ears as she said, boldly, dramatically,[b] “The Terrors of the Abyss Calls, and the Black Banquet Begins! Look Upon the Trumpeting of the Apocalypse and Despair, Foolish Heroes! What Stands Before You is Naught But the Obliteration of All That You Cherish and Glorify! The Half-Fallen Ruler of Hell’s Gates! The Queen of Shadow and Sin! The True Symbol of Villainy and Plunder!”[/b] She flourished her parasol and opened it, casting red sparkles around her. [b]“I Am The Maiden of The Sundered Bell! Bow Before Me and Abandoned Your Unfated Ideals!”[/b] [/quote] [color=00a99d][i]An old woman?[/i][/color] There it was. That single moment between an idea and reality that could define the here and now, and it was wearing clothes so outdated you could put the woman in a museum and they'd pass for a display. They were old but the eyes spoke volumes or so his grandfather had told him. Not that this knowledge served him any good. [color=00a99d]"Uh, excuse me? Ma'am? I hate to bother you but this is a training exercise so you shouldn't be here. If you wandered into the grounds on accident I'd be more than happy to escort you out."[/color] For the would-be hero it seemed unlikely a woman of such advanced years would be a teacher, nevermind a 'villain'.