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— Sapporo —[/center]

He watched the two combattants with a skeptical eye. The pair didn’t seem to have any interest at all in him or his the girl with him. Whatever he had used didn’t feel like any magic he knew of, and even if the ice was Omtose Phellack, no humans should have access to that. Regardless of the source, the mage was loathe to be close to such unknown magic. Quick Ben started to follow the stranger but stopped at one of the trees in the park to break off a small branch.

He took the stick and muttered under his breath as he stripped it. Imbued with a small bit of Meanas, it left visible trail of shadow that hung in the air like a strangely heavy smoke. He handed it to the girl with a bit of a smile.

“It’s not a permanent solution by any means, but I saw that you could write”

[center][h3]Jared Kincaid[/h3]
— Akihabara —[/center]

The mercenary had rolled out of the car before the last car had finished settling after the collision.

“Fuck me.”

He drew his pistol and looked around to gauge how things stood. The enemy was wounded and the girl was pushing the offensive. Kincaid moved to give himself more distance, watching the tendrils that the girl seemed to be unleashing. He adjusted his aim slightly and began to fire in a steady but quick cadence, putting some rounds into where the swordswoman was and several others where she might end up if she decided to doge the attack instead of just blocking it.