You're a respected demon slayer amongst the corp, a strong one. Solo missions became more common. You could hold your own now, after all. The scent of blood floods your senses- making it more than easy to track down your target. And with a swift swish of a blade, your troubles seemed to be over. It was that simple yet.. {} For some reason you could feel the presence of a demon linger and to your annoyance, the fight wasn't over. You yelled at your crow in request for backup but help ceased to arrive. Despite your misfortune, you persevered and vanquished the threat. As you kneel to the ground in exhaustion you hear a familiar voice clear your mind.

"Apologies I didn't arrive sooner.. I suppose everything is taken care of?"