The thing about having to function as a reliable spy was that he had to keep his body and mind in top shape. Honestly speaking, considering he had vanished without a trace and without means of contact, both the Illuminati and the Order were probably after his head right about now, but that didn’t mean he had time to slack off. If anything he supposed that this city had pretty surroundings to take in during his morning run, but the chill air of winter was definitely something he could live without.
Renzou had stopped by the Begonia Meadows a whole district off his own apartment before his stamina had started to deplete enough to warrant a break. There was something he had been interested in checking out ever since arriving in this place, but hadn’t seemed to find the time and space to do. But at this hour of the day there shouldn’t be anyone around to witness him waving around a weird stick-like weapon and possibly calling the cops on him.
Taking out his k’rik from its place hidden in his clothes, it felt heavy but familiar in his hands. He swung it a couple of times, the swooshing sound filling the air around him, before getting in motion to summon Yamantaka. Honestly he didn’t know if the demon had followed him to this place, didn’t know if Koi was still linked to Gehenna, if he was even still in the Assiah he knew, but he had to be fully aware of his own capabilities if something was going to go down suddenly. Not that he could see what could possibly happen here, but better safe than sorry. Saying the summoning mantra, the familiar black flames surrounded him and Yamantaka’s voice filled the air, pleased to have been released.
The plan was to see how long he could maintain his demon’s physical form in Assiah, but that was quickly brought to a halt when he heard a branch crack behind him.
“Who goes there?” Renzou immediately inquired, spinning around and holding his k’rik ready to shoot out the black flames should it be necessary.