[Verdantis]
[Capital City]
Standing at the brink of a snow-dusted cobblestone square, perfectly poised with Sabre held firmly in his hands, Mikoto frowned beneath his helmet as he eyed the nearest creature, a grotesque, malformed abomination, savagely ripping through what remained of a merchant's cart.
With a grunt, Mikoto surged into action. The snow crunched beneath his heavy greaves as he powered forward. Time seemed distorted as he pivoted with explosive force, striking out hard and fast, his sword a blur of black and red slicing through the air as he aimed for the creature's exposed flank, a stretch of putrid, glistening flesh begging for his weapon.
