Returning to the compromised home of the Outlanders, the heat of battle nestled its way into the quiet Valley of Grandeuve during the darkness of the night.
Dashing towards his enemy, Fai unleashed a volley of blows that quickly pierced the winds, missing his target each and every time. He hadn't even got a good look at his face yet, devolving into full, cold-blooded brutality as he sought to kill then ask questions.
Though, that initial plan was coming harder than he had wished or expected. The Argonaut he found himself attacking possessed a finesse of his own, elegantly evading each attack, deflecting blows before they could reach.
He's good. Fast as hell! Fai thought.
