Patrolling was awful, simply awful. Midori had no idea which would be worse- the boredom of looking for a Vice, or the nervousness of actually finding one. Still, she was on the hunt. After all, these creatures couldn't be allowed to just run wild and harm people.

Perched on top of a roof in the warehouse district, the newbie spotted a dark and indiscriminate shape moving below her. Just looking at it gave her a wave of terror and despair, and she knew it was a Vice. With a snap of her fingers, Midori transformed and leapt down, swinging her sword in a graceful yet savage slice. "Whatever you are, you're going down!"