Kent walked though the streets of Crocus. On a job, naturally. He found himself in a slightly moodier state than he was hoping to be in at this time. This particular job found him trying to fight and defeat one of his long term enemies, a lost magic user by the name of Marcus Dima. Marcus usually went on rampages in order to satisfy his own often menial desires. Kent's crimson hair fell over his eyes as he remembered the last time he encountered him. He heaved a heavy breath to calm himself; He could not lose this time. The flowers of the city in a rainbow of colour bowed to each other and danced in the wind. The wind played with his hair and moved on spreading its calm to parts unknown.
He slowed down as he looked through the city, bored by his search. He decided to take in the sights and sounds. He hadn't been here since the Grand Magic Games when he was a young boy. Not much had changed in the intervening 5 years which was comforting but before he could enjoy his memories, he heard a crash and screams. It was Marcus! "Time to do this," he resolved to himself as he ran towards the the chaos. The water Godslayer let out his bellow in an attempt to blow the other mage away. But Marcus, using an arc of time specific to living beings froze Kent in his place, catching the Godslayer off guard and managed to do some damage before it wore off. "You got me Marcus but can you handle this? Water God's Sorrowful Cleanse!" a wave of dark water came rushing towards the time mage who didn't doge the blast but got swept up in it and was taken far away. Or so Kent thought. as he went follow him he got stopped in his tracks, paralyzed frozen in time. By the time he realized what had happened, he was on his back in a lot of pain but the city seemed to be in tact which was a silver lining what he saw by his head angered him so much he almost lost his composure. it read: "Kent, you are way too weak for me! still how is that guild of yours training you? it feels like you're getting worse and worse every time I see you hopefully your performance will improve by the next time we meet. Until next time, Marcus."
Limping and throughly enraged, Kent went off to one of the bars in the area. Though he wasn't in a particularly chatty mood today he went anyway he was ready for a good stiff drink and perhaps meet someone to take his mind off this humiliation. After the beating he took he could use the change of pace.
He slowed down as he looked through the city, bored by his search. He decided to take in the sights and sounds. He hadn't been here since the Grand Magic Games when he was a young boy. Not much had changed in the intervening 5 years which was comforting but before he could enjoy his memories, he heard a crash and screams. It was Marcus! "Time to do this," he resolved to himself as he ran towards the the chaos. The water Godslayer let out his bellow in an attempt to blow the other mage away. But Marcus, using an arc of time specific to living beings froze Kent in his place, catching the Godslayer off guard and managed to do some damage before it wore off. "You got me Marcus but can you handle this? Water God's Sorrowful Cleanse!" a wave of dark water came rushing towards the time mage who didn't doge the blast but got swept up in it and was taken far away. Or so Kent thought. as he went follow him he got stopped in his tracks, paralyzed frozen in time. By the time he realized what had happened, he was on his back in a lot of pain but the city seemed to be in tact which was a silver lining what he saw by his head angered him so much he almost lost his composure. it read: "Kent, you are way too weak for me! still how is that guild of yours training you? it feels like you're getting worse and worse every time I see you hopefully your performance will improve by the next time we meet. Until next time, Marcus."
Limping and throughly enraged, Kent went off to one of the bars in the area. Though he wasn't in a particularly chatty mood today he went anyway he was ready for a good stiff drink and perhaps meet someone to take his mind off this humiliation. After the beating he took he could use the change of pace.