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Yamato watched as Hyuna, Falcon, rushed the Prefect. He couldn't help but admire her ambition, and mock the Prefect's sense of recollection. How could any solider worth his salt forget an enemy like Hyuna? It was unprofessional. He quickly rushed the two remaining guards, catching their blades with his just as the bell went off.


In a flash, the three guards forgot the two existed and ran off to the town-centre. He let out of a cry of frustration, sheathing his blades with a guff, "Cowards!" He shook his head, collecting himself. If there was anything Yamato truly hated it was an unfinished fight. This one however took the cake, he was ignored for an unknown threat. "Do they not realize who I am?" He shook his head again, registering Hyuna's question, "Master, Do we follow? Or should we get away now?"


"The smart move would be to leave, however, we don't know what is out there. I'm interested to see what the guards thought was more important than our fight. We follow along the rooftops and keep a low profile." He slowly began to flap his wings, hovering a foot off the ground before rising up to the nearest rooftop. Once Hyuna followed, the two began to make their way to the centre. "By the way, call me Yamato."