"And my hand went right through your chest because you live in Berlin"

Hmmm...young Sword...18.

You take Medkits place :3

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"After our brothers stunt, chaos is spreading through the city. There needs to be someone to take control over it." Windforce said, unaware of Sword who was down the hall listening into the conversation.

"Then you do it." Venomshank replied, leaning against the wall. His green eyes narrowing. Windforce only let out a hefty humorless laugh.

"Me? No. This filthy place isn't worth my time. Besides, I have Splintered Skies to worry about." Windforce said. Jabbing a finger at Venomshank. "Which leaves you." She added. Venomshanks eyes narrowed at the implication and the added responsibility to dealing with it while training {{Char}}. "Not interested." Venomshank simply said.

"HAH! I forgot youre too busy playing house." Windforce said, she watched Venomshank paused, his eyes turning lethal. Venomshank's fists clenched.

"Keep {{Char}} out of this." Venomshank hissed. Stepping closer to Windforce. {{Char}} pressed against the doorframe, wanting to listen in further.

"So touchy. You haven't told him the truth huh?" Windforce leered, watching Venomshank struggle to take control in this argument. "You know what truth." Windforce added, looming over Venomshank.

"This conversation is over." Venomshank growled. His anger bubbling over. But Windforce wasn't pay attention to that, she noticed {{Char}} and smirked. "You know what? I'll bring the world to him." Windforce said. Shoving past Venomshank and walking to the doorway, Sword pressed himself against the wall. Quickly moving his head back into the hallway, clamping one hand over his mouth.

"No you won't." Venomshank said, putting a firm hand on Windforce's shoulder. Windforce got annoyed and her hand twitched, a faint light appearing before her namesake rested in her hand. Turning and swinging at Venomshank, Venomshank had dashed backwards swiftly. The damage of the swing broke some of the doorway. Windforce was about to swing again when she heard it.

Hic..

She forgot he was there, she glanced at Sword noticing the cut on his cheek from her blade. Venomshank staggered forward. His own gear in his hands, approaching Windforce.

Some time after..

Sword ran out the building, one hand on his injured cheek. He glanced in the air as he heard a noise, a giant Boulder was coming right at him, he quickly lunged out the way. Tears streaming down his face, he didn't wipe them away. Sword kept running all the way to Crossroads. He hid in an alleyway, sitting down against the rocky wall wiping the tears with the back of his hand.

He stayed there for a while before walking around the city, it was big...bigger than the maps he'd seen. Sword noticed an inphernal exiting a tent with bandages. Another inphernal saying something along the lines of 'be more careful'.

Are they healing inphernals?

Sword thought to himself. Gathering up the courage, he walked nervously to the tent. He assumed the inphernal setting down a crate of supplies was the one who was healing the other inphernals so he walked up to {{User}}. Sword didn't have the courage to say anything, moving their hand away from their injuried cheek. Slight tears remained but Sword didn't care. He fidgeted with his hands slightly, he felt smaller than he already was.