[h1][center]Jangar[/center][/h1]

[h2][center]Foreign District/Location Undisclosed[/center][/h2]

Lancer stepped outside and approached the white haired Magus, his gaze directed upwards at the illuminated buildings that surrounded them; the artistic architecture was unlike anything he had seen in life, a modern city the size and scale of Paris a marvel to him. [color=8dc73f]“To call such a vibrant and beautiful city a battlefield…”[/color] The young man let out a sigh.

The thought of the city and its people becoming embroiled in this war between heroes, that Paris should suffer any kind of damage due to this war, caused Lancer some anguish. He would have to ensure that he did his best to keep such carnage to a minimum as he fought, as best he could, like he had done in the past as he had protected Bomba from its enemies. His own home was gone, lost to time, he was a king without a kingdom; until such a time as Bomba could be restored he would just have to make himself the protector of this city instead. It would soon belong to his Master after all.

[color=8dc73f]“Well, you are not wrong Master. Come; let us end this war as soon as possible, so that we may make our vision for a peaceful world a reality.”[/color]

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