Walking toward Riyu with an almost burnt-out cigarette in his mouth, Kage had a look of approval on his face. He was watching the whole event go down from afar through the pair of binoculars hanging from his neck. He eagerly made his way to his temporary employee, as if he couldn't wait to give her the good news.
"Looks like a job well done. Glad your friend took care of everything," Kage started, with a wink from his one good eye,
"you made a couple of bright flashes at that church over there, but don't worry, my boys will cover it." Taking a long puff of smoke from his cigarette, Kage looked down to the ground, staying silent for a moment before exhaling the smoke out from his lungs. His expression had shifted, the cigarette but falling to the ground as his mouth moved to a frown.
"Don't worry about my wife, by the way. I... took care of her, and my boy."After a moment of awkward silence, Kage cleared his throat, crossing his arms and looking back up at the pink-haired girl.
"Ah, right, your reward...
"Just stop by one of the houses we've got at the Native District for your full reward. Tell 'em Kage sent ya, and ask for some... heh, green tea. And feel free to choose one of those safe houses there, as well. It's as good as yours, with all the man stationed in there under your control for as long as this... war between you foreigners last. Oh, yeah, I know what you all are doing here, an acquaintance of mine, Gin, told us enough about it to look out for you all. Personally, I don't care about it so long as you don't cross the Fujimuras, specifically. As far as I'm certain, you've got our protection. Maybe I can set a line between you and my boss, if you want any more support from us.
"... Ah, and before I forget, our turf might be facing a bit of trouble. Riots are starting because some of you other foreigners just like messing with our city, huh? I'd try and avoid 'em, but if you can help with them I'm sure you'll be properly rewarded. As a matter of fact..."Kage digged in his jacket pocket, pulling out a stack of yen fat enough to barely wrap one's hand around.
"Here's a gift for staying on our good side, so far. It's just a small fraction of how much you've earned helping us. If you make it to the Native District before it's too late, maybe even help my boys out around there, you'll find the rest of your reward over there.
"Ah, and that reminds me... if you catch any, uh... other gangs around there capitalizing on the chaos, feel free to kill 'em. That friend of yours with the sword can kill pretty fast, can't he? I've seen it with my own eye, after all... Heck, I'll throw you an offer; for every one of those invaders you kill, consider it another stack just like this. It'll come out of my wallet, this time."With a vicious stomp on his burnt-out cigarette, Kage gave one more nod to Riyu before turning around and waving.
The Native District was a disaster.
The riots raged on across the streets as peace was failed to be kept. From the countless disasters that have occurred within the span of a few days, of course, the people of Fuyuki would be upset, especially those living in Miyama. Losing their homes from the fire and the cataclysm that came soon after was more than enough to drive them to a panic, but losing more of their loved ones from the attack on the train was the last straw. The people of Miyama were filled with rage that nobody was doing anything to stop these disasters from happening.
The Yakuza, however, were working their hardest to ensure that their properties remain defended. Firstly, they have refugee families in their care, those who had lost their homes to the many disasters that have occurred the other day. Another factor is the possibility of raiders popping up, taking advantage of the chaos to widen their pockets. Lastly, the appearance of many foreigners, especially after the Foreigner District went ablaze, has had the somewhat xenophobic Yakuza into high alert.
"Ah, damn... those foreign gangsters have made their way here!" One Yakuza thug had shouted out, perched up on a small tower near one of their many safe houses and owned businesses in the area.
"They've got cars and everything! It looks like they're looking to start a war!" The thug seemed to be talking to another man, superior to him, seated on a desk, a glass of Whiskey in his hands. He was an older man who, as well, had a penchant for dressing up in Western suits.
"Hell no we aren't letting any of these stinkin' crackerjack sons of bitches on our land! Get our marksman up and tell 'em to grab the Dutch and American guns! Have them dress up like those foreigners do, as well. If they try anything against us, we'll make it look like it's them that's to blame! Make sure we've got some of our hype-men marching out there, as well, and have 'em start shouting shit about how all this is those foreigner's fault! Make sure that they've dug their own grave coming here..."The grizzled gangster took another sip of his drink before slamming the cup down on his desk. The whole situation bothered him. He couldn't send any more of his men to help control the chaos. All the manpower he had was focused on defending his own territory, specifically. There weren't any more room for refugees in their buildings, either. He couldn't help but feel cornered, but at the same time, he wasn't going to let some Yankees take his turf. Not while he has a fighting chance.
Resting his elbows on his desk while rubbing his temples in frustration, the Yakuza boss sighed.
"Where the fuck is Gin when you need 'im?"Gin rolled around on the ground, laughing. I mean, who can blame him? From his own Servant's eyes, he had seen Achilles, one of the greatest heroes of Greek myth, run from Chiron with his tail between his legs. It was an entertaining spectacle, to be sure, especially considering the differences in stature, given Chiron's current form. And Gin was able to see clearly why Achilles is considered the
fastest of the heroes.
While the rest of Fuyuki slowly burned to the ground, Gin spent a lot of that time getting drunk at his Servant's bar. He couldn't be as much help as he wanted to be, during these events, anyway. Even most of his boys were sent out earlier this morning to help rebuild. Was it rebuild? Gin's mind was too hazy to even recall. At this point, he's just drinking away all his worries. Even if he wanted to act, he was forced to stay at the bar and practice his magecraft, anyway. Cradling his head into his arms, Gin decide to go for another nap, on the cold, hard flo-
"Boss! There's a riot in our turf! You gotta do something 'bout it!"
"... What the hell?"Rider stood there, dumbfounded, his hand still clutching at the spear that had already left his hand. Rider was already disappointed that his opponent didn't have what he was looking for, and yet, that's just the beginning of it all. His opponent, Percival, Knight of the Round Table, has fled. Rider was left there, in the middle of nowhere, as the grove fell apart around him. All that was left was himself and Percival's Master, in the middle of nowhere, as everything around them began to die. And with that, Rider's mood had turned afoul.
"... You should run. Now." Growling at Hamel before giving him a glare that could kill, Rider clenched his now empty hands into fists. While he still didn't feel like killing a human at the moment, there may be other Servants out in the open looking for an easy Master kill, and Rider was in no mood to save his life. If anything, Rider decided to find a better place to let off steam at. Somewhere more... immediate. Astralizing away, Rider figured he would find just what he was looking for from the tip his opponent had given him before running off...
Rider had made it just in time to see the aftermath of yet another battle. His rival, Achilles, has already defeated his own adversary. It was some sort of woman, locked into his arms. It seems that she had made the same mistake Rider had in the past, deciding that it would be best to grapple him, except it may have been that she wasn't strong enough to break out of his hold. It's more than enough evidence to Rider that this Lancer is meant to be his opponent. During this time, however, Rider was in no mood to fight his destined opponent again. He didn't want to fight someone already exhausted from another fight, and he especially didn't want his rival to see him in the enraged state he was in. Grunting to himself, Rider turned away, deciding that it would be best that he made his way back ho-...
Wait.
Something had caught Rider's eyes. Another great presence, one alike to Achilles, but more similar to Rider, himself. More beast than human. More man than monster. It was something that was, while easily missed, was too great to ignore, especially to Rider. Indeed, he had caught sight of a presence he was all too familiar with; that of a terrible dragon.
And the dragon, it seems, was someone Rider himself had known from the past, in some way...
... and he had his trophy wife with him, too...
... yes, this was more than perfect.
Sending a burst of prana through his legs, Rider leaped up into the sky, leaving deep crater where he once stood. Crossing his arms in front of him, he took a deep breath as he made his way skywards. As he started plummeting down, however, he directed his body straight for that knight, letting out the air in his lungs into a burst of flames! They intensified, greatly, not only because of Rider's anger, but because they were eager to scorch the skin of yet another dragon.
Breath of the Dragon: B++
As Rider plummeted down, breathing flames on his armored arms, the heat began to surround his entire body. Because of the nature of his armor, however, it only resulted in the fires exploding out from Rider while leaving him unharmed. And because he was surrounded by his own flames, they all started bursting out from every direction. To all the onlookers catching sight of Rider, they would see a great comet of dragon's fire falling to the Earth, growing more intense as it made its way closer to its target...
...And from within that great ball of fire, a scream that could only be described as inhuman.
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