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Vaansyan's red hood waved in place under the caressing of the wind. He laid back on a wall, and crossed his arms, his prey Rin Hayashi had just been abducted by some sort of vigilante. He reached out to the spirit senses, he felt a cold dead echo coming from the running Vampire. He thought out loud "He sure seems strange... not your run of the mill townsman."

Vaansyan knew better than to send his thralls chasing after someone dangerous looking. "Time to begin plan B, I guess." He shifted his attention to another thrall, who was undertaking a slightly different type of mission. One that he's wager required a deeper understanding of the human mind.

On a distant stone fortress deep within the town, two wardogs playfully mock fought one another. A particularly well dressed thrall walked by, wearing what seemed to be magicians robes, except very aristocratic. Weather this man was a noble or not, regardless, he seemed to give that impression. The two guards guarding the keep stood in attention as the mysterious man walked inside the keep.

The keep was like a labyrinth, easy to get lost in. Its stone walls had very clearly fallen into disrepair, as all sorts of deformities now plagued what must once have been a splendid looking palace. After walking through the grey ancient walls, a pair of steel gates opened, Vaansyan noticed they seemed remarkably newer than the keep itself.

A long hall came to sight as the doors that hid it gave way. It was a round structure, with a round table in the middle. A group of wealthy looking individuals sat on their respective thrones. The mysterious man walked into the room, and took a bow "My Lord, the Duke of Vraush bids you a most respectful greeting."-

Ten minutes of empty courtesy and feigned friendliness ensued, before the real negotiation came to be. "My Lord, the duke of Vraush, needs your help."

A fat wealthy man spoke "I had heard Vraush was no more, but it's good to see their town still stands. What can we do for you, most honorable highness?"

The mysterious man took a bow, and continued "My master, the duke, has tracked a band of cutthroat bandits to your city."

An arabesque skinny man exclaimed "Oh?"

"Yes, they call their group the Chikyuu no Mirai. Most of them are denizens of darkness, vampires and demonics." Spoke the mysterious man.

The court whispered to one another, their faces pale in fear "We cannot allow this... Mirai group, to just walk into our city! An invasion is what this is!" Spoke a short man, standing up.

"The gods will forever abandon us if we allow them to practice their hideous magical arts within our walls! What if they invoke demons! The last age saw the effects of their tyranny, we cannot stand by idly while these demons defile our city!"

The council stood in rage and howled all sorts of confirmations on their aggressive intentions, before a very tall and slender man told the mysterious man "Tell his highness, the magnificent duke of Vraush, that he can leave this matter to our hands. We will mobilize the champions of freedom that safeguard our democracy." Vaansyan observed from a long distance, and understood that they "champions of freedom" must've been some kind of army or militia.

The mysterious man bowed "Then I'll leave this matter to your capable hands." He paused, stood up and continued "I humbly suggest you immediately handle this contingency, they are violent and dangerous warlocks and witches. They can- and will, at any time erupt in violence."

Vaansyan still laying back on the wall, had a smile concealed under his mask and hood.