Ha-nul jogged through the fields, back bent forwards a bit, so he blended more easily within the wheat. He had seen some people killed from afar, and though he’d already checked the possible snipers’ positions, he didn’t want to get careless. Just as well that he did not; he heard a [i]swoosh[/i] and saw death coming at him in a horizontal direction. Rang ducked, concentrated on the Shinsoo within him, and manipulated it in the familiar Body Reinforcement technique. He felt a zing in his head, and a responding hum from his muscles. 

Ha-nul could now process information quicker, more efficiently, and also react more promptly. His opponent, a hulking male in leather armour was already rising his weapon – a spear with a long thin blade at its tip; an odd choice that he hadn’t thrown it – but Ha-nul was already closing in. The ruffian redirected his attack course with ease, Rang jumped over…his opponent grinned toothily, attacking from below, but the slim youth was already aiming with the hook–

And the black curved weapon was plunged into the muscle-head, ripping through the neck. Ha-nul sailed past the enemy, his jump losing power, and descended into a forward roll. There was a loud thud behind him, and Rang turned to watch the unknown Regular as he gurgled to death. He released the hold on his Shinsoo control, and panted, a minor headache forming. His body trembled very lightly, but he clenching his weapon to stop it. He had killed before, and would have to do so again. This was the simple nature of survival. He couldn’t deny the sheer rush of adrenaline at the action was pleasant, either, though he didn’t take joy in the killing part itself. However, Ha-nul knew very well that hesitation would just doom him, and he couldn’t afford that.

So, without another look back, Rang proceeded. He took a look at the Pocket, and was surprised how swiftly the numbers of Regulars had plummeted. [color=4bc7cf][i]I did a good job surviving this far. Less and less should be targeting me, now.[/i][/color] Still, Ha-nul remained on the lookout as he traversed the terrain. Not long after, he came upon a grisly scene – a group of people slaughtered. [color=4bc7cf][i]A group? Why were they working together? And why? Were they against someone who’d teamed up too?[/i][/color] A careful inspection of the scene denied that possibility. The wounds on the corpses were all physical, and not too disparate. More importantly, there was [i]only one set of bloody footprints[/i] leaving the scene.

[color=4bc7cf]“Whew,”[/color] he whistled, half-admiring, half-horrified. There weren’t many individuals who were capable of such a thing. But these folks had made a mistake whenever they had targeted whoever they had; even numbers hadn’t helped them. He kind of wanted to see who they had been so eager – or desperate – to kill. [color=4bc7cf][i]Oh, Ha-nul, no, no, no, don’t let the curiosity get to you, you know what happens when you do…[/i][/color] Even as his internal monologue warned him against such an action, Rang moved to follow the trail slowly. 

He froze after advancing only three or so meters, a sudden thought striking him. [color=4bc7cf][i]Wait, shit, what if whoever it is thinks I’m trying to ambush them? I gotta make them know I mean no harm somehow…[/i][/color] Ha-nul pondered on a solution for a moment, then decided to announce his presence. It was a risky act, but he thought it has less chance of backfiring than just sneakily following the mysterious powerhouse. [color=4bc7cf]“Hey, competent slayer person?”[/color] he shouted the question as he let the tracks lead him once again. His gaze flicked left and right. Being loud like this was bound to attract any nearby others, which would be decidedly bad. [color=4bc7cf]“Want to team up?”[/color] he shouted. There, this would give anyone at least a moment’s pause, right? [color=4bc7cf]“If you’re looking for apprentices, I’d like to be yours!”[/color] he proclaimed. 

Though his black hook was sheathed at his side, Ha-nul kept one hand on it. No matter who he was facing, he wouldn’t just roll over and die for them. Though he did hope he didn’t have to fight…that…person. Ha-nul halted as he finally caught sight of the likely perpetrator. They were ominously familiar. [color=4bc7cf][i]Of course, it’s a Princess. Fuck my life. Don’t they just kill any commoners in sight willy-nilly. Dammit, Ha-nul, why’d you have to follow…[/i][/color] The tense Rang peered at the redhead, unconsciously taking a step backwards as he kept his eyes on her. He knew instinctively that he shouldn’t turn his back on someone so dangerous, nor let them out of his field of vision.