It's something that immediately alerts him and for just a moment, he wonders if the enemy has somehow found its way into the city. No, this doesn't feel exactly right, though. It's lacking that distinct, distorted pressure that comes from space and time being twisted because of them. Since he regained his senses he's certain he'd be able to tell the difference. This is something else.
He goes to investigate. He knows it's going to be trouble but he can't help it. Call it a sense of duty or something. He arrives just in time to watch something emerge from the body of a tengu.
Possession? He wonders and he starts to chase it until it scurries up the wall of a building. There's no real way to follow it up like that. He'd never be able to catch up with it by just climbing on whatever he can to. No, it's going to escape and he stops short, looking back at it's former-host-slash-victim and sees--)
A2
It's something that immediately alerts him and for just a moment, he wonders if the enemy has somehow found its way into the city. No, this doesn't feel exactly right, though. It's lacking that distinct, distorted pressure that comes from space and time being twisted because of them. Since he regained his senses he's certain he'd be able to tell the difference. This is something else.
He goes to investigate. He knows it's going to be trouble but he can't help it. Call it a sense of duty or something. He arrives just in time to watch something emerge from the body of a tengu.
Possession? He wonders and he starts to chase it until it scurries up the wall of a building. There's no real way to follow it up like that. He'd never be able to catch up with it by just climbing on whatever he can to. No, it's going to escape and he stops short, looking back at it's former-host-slash-victim and sees--)
... You.
(The exorcist. Matoba.)