User: Yasho
Location: Altar room
When Yasho has taken his defensive position, and after noticing his light wound, he found he hadn't come up here alone. A woman had come up behind him and shielded him from some of the spellcasters, he was glad for that and decided he would thank the women later, and also ask her name. She seemed to be having difficulty though with a bunch of warriors, though that was soon dealt with as she scrambled out of the marauding pack and ran up the remaining steps to where Yasho was, her D.A following close behind her, saying something about a sloppy throw.
Yasho looked around, wondering where the others were, the situation was getting no better and that meant it had the chance to get worse. He could see a strange, and evil looking, black aura on the platform, which was bent and now looked close to collapsing from the strain of having being pushed. The black aura then fell to the ground, knelling in front of an knight mode D.A. Yasho focused on the area where the aura was and saw it slowly disappear to reveal a demon, blood red in colour and with maddening eyes.
The demon spoke, though Yasho could not hear the words but when the D.A pointed to Yasho he sighed.
Daimon... no wonder he got that name he retook his defensive position ready for a fight, though really if it was going to be a fight Daimon had the worst timing in the world. Daimon came up to both the women and Yasho very quickly and leaped into the air, brandishing a red sword. Yasho was ready for a strike-
There was the loud sound of splintering wood and fragments started to come away from the door. Yasho opened what had been tightly shut eyes and saw that Daimon had stabbed the door. Yasho would have sighed with relief, he knew that in Daimon's current form he would not be able to beat him, but he didn't because Daimon looked down at him, smiling like an insane man and saying.
"Are you ready?"
Yasho couldn't help but smile, normally eh would never team up with a brat like Daimon, but this was a different, this was a hostile situation and in that kind of situation, or at least what he had been taught as a field cop, was to forget any differences between other cops an work together for the common good. He smiled again.
"Let's go for it Dai!" he didn't know why he used a shortened version of Daimon's name... it was probably just impulse again.
Temporary partnership achieved: Yasho & Daimon