It’s been just another one of hose annoying missions. How many years has it’s been since he actually put some effort into a fight? So so many. He almost lost count. Lost count of the years from when it actually was fun. These days it’s just a boring job of cleaning out spineless idiots that do not have it in them to harm anyone other then weak. Physically weak girls, abuse the loved ones. Do whatever they need to do to at least sound strong. But when they are faced with an overwhelming presence, they cower and beg. No mercy for them. Not before, not now. His current target was a warehouse that stationed the worst human smugglers in the town. He runs and basically kicks the door in. He sees a female figure. She is surrounded by people. Despite feeling a strange sense of nostalgia, he does not think for a moment before rushing in. His favorite trident in hand. HE cuts and slashes and kicks. But soon after there is no one alive other then him and....a woman. He finally notices why she seems so familiar. Everything almost froze.