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         The Hunter only glared downward, her face obscured by the foxlike mask she wore. Her long coat and single tail of golden hair fluttered out behind her along with the pair of red ribbons affixed to the mask, as though she were standing on the edge of some great cloud. She spoke no words, giving naught but a silent challenge to the man standing below. Then, silent as death itself, braced her feet and leaped backward, flying out of the guard's view and behind the expanse of the building, her crimson gaze locking with his to the very last, as though daring him to follow her. She knew the island's layout better than he could ever hope to, meaning if worst came to worst, she could easily evade him. However, she intended to at least dissuade him from following her, or to stall him. While facing a being armed with powerful magic wasn't exactly something one wanted to do needlessly, she needed to gauge exactly what the limits of his abilities were. She had the advantage here, and she had best use it.

As she flew backward, she began to channel her Youki into the spear as it flew past the soldier. She didn't care if there were people in the house or not. They were only Humans, and therefore meant nothing to the Hunter. Gungnir cracked in mid-flight, and then shattered, releasing a powerful explosion, the shock of which might have even reached the soldier in the alley. Given the destruction Hagen's spell had caused, the building was already structurally weakened. The explosion blew up almost the entire first floor, causing the building to sway, and finally, tumble down upon the soldier's head, a mountain of rubble collapsing above him. That would at least force him to waste some more of his magic, and might do some damage as well, given that he probably wasn't expecting the famed hero of the oppressed to bring down a possibly inhabited building on his head. This would be even more destructive due to the damage done to the building across the way, which would cause it to fall as well once the first building collapsed against it.

Delrich, meanwhile, nearly jumped at the sound of explosions and falling masonry outside. So it had begun. And he hadn't even been able to warn her... He just hoped Szaya knew what she was getting into.

         The sky was a brilliant blue colour, white clouds of water vapor dancing among the atmosphere high above. Sun light beat down warmly, occasionally being blocked by a cloud as it made it's way through the Sun's path, making the world got dark temporarily. Birds chirped and soared through, making their wings sparkle. A strong breeze was blowing through, making it hard for anyone to keep their hats on their heads with out clutching at them, trees were only swaying though.

The commotion in the city was enough to make her sick. It was all too busy and crowded for her liking, but she knew that she couldn't leave her father to fend for himself, he was just too forgetful. She just wished that she could get the past the city gates already so that she could go down to the valley. She pulled her cloak closer to her body, holding it closed at the front. Her hood blew down, with a sigh she reached out and pulled it back down, drawing the string to tighten it.

She walked as quickly as she could, hoping to keep her hair hidden and her eyes down. This was the best way for her to go about her business while walking through town with out being noticed. There was no way that she was going to deal with humans if she could help it. It any human noticed it wouldn't bode well. If anything bad were to happen she would be in a bad mood, and no matter how much she would try to hide it from him, her father would notice, then he would worry about her. She really didn't need the pressure.

She wasn't looking where she was going, just down at the ground toward her feet, so she didn't even see what she was heading right into. Suddenly everything in her vision went black, and she landed on her backside. She shook her head and looked up. An older guy, well younger than her, but older physically, human was looming over her, he looked angry. He grabbed her by the arm and pulled her up, her hood falling away from her head, revealing her white hair, she knew that he had seen her orange-bronze eyes. "A Half-Breed," he said angrily. "How am I not surprised? You and and the rest of your kind should really learn your place in the world, and give us Humans the respect that we deserve."

She shoved against him, trying to weaken his hold on her. "Let. Me. Go!" Finally she pulled way. As quickly as she could she ran away, over her shoulder throwing back a "And it's jerks like you that caused my mother to do what she did!" She looked back ahead of her and ran for the gate. When she left the city she headed straight to the valley.

The lake at the bottom of the bowl in the land was sparkling from the Sun, but for once it wasn't enough to raise her spirits. She walked down to the shore and slipped off her shoes. She sat down on the plush vibrant green grass and looked out toward the edge of the valley. Thoughts going back to a hundred years ago...No matter how much she tried to avoid it all through out her life. She just wished that she that there were more people out there other than just the parents of Halflings, who accepted them.

         Kaori ran through the dark streets of Ralfar, clutching her moneybag thightly.
"Curse you..." she muttered under her breath, remembering why she was there. Her owner had sent her to Ralfar, far away from her home, in order to get some new slaves off the market. Apperantly there was a "bigger selection" here than back in Aria. Of course, her owner didn't want to be viewed badly, which is why he sent her there instead.
Who in their right mind would send a half-demon to buy other demons? No one would take her seriously, she could get kidnapped (apperantly half-demons were more 'desirable' than full demons), and the fact that she had to buy those of her own kind... it didn't make sense!
Well, at least her owner couldn't see what she was doing here. If she was lucky, she could find someone of higher status here to remove the electric collar around her neck. Of course, she would need to come up with a good reason to why they should remove a stranger's collar just like that and hide the fact that her owner would be able to track them down...
She ran a little more, spotting a dark bar at a street corner. Maybe here? If people were drunk, maybe they would do it more easily?
She quietly entered the bar, looking for someone drunk enough to remove her collar.