The Horsemen stared at the colossal wall that stood before them. it was made of giant spruce logs tied together tightly by rope. Moss and climbing greens hedged over the walls and the smell of damp wood was near. Lucas hit the wood in a strange rhythm, and soon, a section of the wall parted, giving them access into the camp. "Welcome to Howling's base!", Lucas exclaimed with a grin. "Incredible!!", Leo couldn't help but admire the base. It was a large grassland that spread for miles. Crystal rivers and large rock formations were also present. Simple cabins of wood and rock were built randomly throughout the camp, and all around, the members of howling were using their God abilities in creative ways to help better the camp. Building cabins, catching fish, cutting trees, making fires and even in agriculture, the use of God abilities was dominant. It was serene.
Lucas led them through the camp whiles engaging them in conversation,"I'm sure the captain will be glad to have you here, but every one in howling has to give their parts, even the little you gives goes a long way, I hope you can work with this?" Leo nodded and Lucas smiled gratefully. "Captain....are we really going to be joining this group? I thought we were our own?", Pierson questioned Asahi in whispers. Asahi broke out of his character temporarily and responded, "My horsemen are subject to no one, We are not going to be under this group....I have a plan in mind.", with that, he went back to acting fragile and looking impressed with the camp. Pierson looked at Kenji, who just shrugged and continued following Lucas. Pierson finally let go of his questions and decide to follow in blind faith."The Cap'n got us out of the first Lab,....He knows what to do."
They found themselves at the door of a large log cabin at the far end of the camp. There were trees shading it from each side, and it's roof was covered in dry, old leaves which flew effortlessly in the wind. Lucas knocked in the same rhythm he did before, however, there was no answer. He did so three more times, but there was still no response. He then let out an abated sigh and began to move behind the cabin, as the Horsemen tailed behind him. Standing at the backyard, they noticed a tall figure in a distance. He stood, his back facing them. He wore a long black cloak and his silky dark hair was tied up in a ponytail. Asahi noticed the Japanese katana in his hand. It's guard was shaped like a crest, dazzling a cool silver. It had a sleek edge and it's handle was wrapped in a black cord. As they were watching, he took a battle stance. His feet were shifted apart, his right before his left. The point of the blade led downwards. With a quick sprint he sprang and swung his blade upwards, and the aftermath, was a large wind slash that make the firm trees quake and their leaves fall. Suddenly a gasp escaped Asahi mouth."That sword style--!!....."