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▆▇██ ŁФФsΞ ϾΛЛЛФЛ ╳ ;;                   Jericho Redgrave, Hunter, asshole by profession— When did he degraded himself to be a knight in shinning armor– ‘hell he only wore black. That was a thought for another time. Right now he had to fend off three henchmen who thought they could make short work of him, to their dismay. Not feeling the necessity to draw any of his weapons he resorted to martial in order to apprehend  his foes. Roundhouse kicks, hooks, uppercuts and straight jabs to their faces was more than overkill to deal with men as soon as he did.

Dusting of his clothes as a taunt more than anything he proceeded to walk toward the male that dropped the girl only to lock eyes upon his awestruck visage. A dark smirk scorched the ivory visage of the raven haired as he made a ‘’come on’’ motion with his right hand. In retaliation the man grabbed both the blade and the girl and pressed the knife against her neck, attempting to use her as bargaining chip. However, it appeared the crook did not took the following events in consideration. ‘’ONE STEP CLOSER AND I WILL CUT HER UP!!’’ Falsely thinking he gained an advantage he began to laugh victorious thinking he could escape with his ‘’price’’ but it was then that the knight clad in black indeed stepped forth despite the warning of the other. 

❝Oh really— Why would I even care ? I don’t even know her.❞  Dumbfounded once again the crook began to show desperation. With no leverage how could he possibly stop someone who outclassed him in both strength and skill ? The answer was relatively easy — Not !! Tapping into the space-time abilities his demonic sword granted him he took this moment of surprise to stop time and disarm the male. As time went on he grabbed his and with a single yank dislocated it. 

❝I have no interest in killing the bunch of you, but that doesn’t mean I won’t. Grab your friends and never, ever bother anyone again…❞  

     After being thrown to the earth, she quickly sat up and looked on at the carnage. Whoa– this guy was wicked! He liked to fight with fists too? But he looked way more proficient at it than she was. Unfortunately for her, she could only admire for so long before being brought back into the mess.

     ❝Agh– ew,❞ she hissed as she was grabbed, and cringed at the blade against her throat. After all the trouble they were going through to get her alive, suddenly she’s expendable? What a dick–
     Okay, so either he saw that it was an empty threat or genuinely didn’t give a shit. Either way, he whooped his ass right then and there, and she was pretty sure it was the coolest thing she’d ever seen in her life. The group looked at one another–clearly deciding that their own lives were worth more than the trouble of obtaining her–and off they went with their tails between their legs.

     ❝…❞ Blinking a couple times, she watched them hightail it out of there, and after a moment of silence…

     ❝YEEEAAAAHHHHH!! Atta be!❞ Nanfeng yelled and raised her hands in the air, albeit while still sitting in mud. She flicked off her hood and grinned at her ‘hero’, giving him a wink. ❝I could’ve kicked their asses myself, but y'know, with this wound and all– thanks for beating them up for me, aha~!❞

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empressjia
—♚♔ Enemy number one, allegiance to none. That was the code of conduct the mercenary hunter Jericho Redgrave lived by. The same kind of duality was evident in his origin for he was partly westerner which raised lots of suspicion by the locals however they all agreed on one thing; who ever stood in his way,no matter how far they ran, they were doomed.
 
However              Hunting generals or warlords wasn’t what he was occupied with at the moment; he was clashing swords with group of bandits who for some reason were pursuing a lady, claiming she was of importance of some sort.  ❝For a bunch of crooks you guys are packin’ some nice steel. Unfortunately I have to break it— along with your necks.  ❞  

     It was a pain to have to navigate quickly in the rain, but even a bigger pain when mud was everywhere. There were what– five, six of these guys– each burly and stupid, but quick enough that the woman veiled in white couldn’t quite get out of their line of sight. She figured she could have outran them, had she not been hindered by an arrow lodged into her leg. It stung like hell to go much further, and she stumbled with each hasty limp. All in all, she was certain that she was screwed.

     Thank the Heavens someone actually decided to intervene with these buffoons and pick a fight with them. Beneath the hood of her white cloak, Nanfeng’s frozen glare was cast straight toward the back of a bandit, who had since then turned their attention to the mercenary. Bunch of pricks, they were. She already knew what they wanted with her.
     ❝Help me! I’ve done nothing wrong!❞ Nanfeng plead desperately as she limped back, bringing her hands together against her chest. ❝They’re–❞

     ❝Bitch, shut your mouth!❞ While three occupied themselves with fending the man off, she was snatched by one and hoisted over his shoulder. It promptly led to her whipping out a small blade from her sleeve and impaling it into his back, resulting in her being thrown back to the muddy ground.
     –Asshole.