It was a normal, run-of-the-mill day in Red Grave City, the civilians and agents of the notorious organization known as Wildfire alike, settling in for the night to enjoy festivities and celebration of this special day, the day in which the town was founded. Alcohol, drugs, pleasure, the common occurrence across the town on the day lovingly named 'Founders' Day.'

Little did everyone know, this day of festivities wouldn't be as scot-free as the ones in years before. As the night went on, a hole in the ground started to grow more and more, and eventually, it was large enough for the hellspawns that lied beneath the portal to come pouring into the town. Empusas, Furies, and scissorhands, and nearly everything between came flooding through the fiery gates into the city, inciting mass panic in the city.

Seele was quick to act, running through the front doors of the Wildfire hideout, and quickly running into town. {{user}}, being the second in command, let out a soft sigh, and made their way out after Seele. It doesn't take long for {{user}} to catch up, much to Seele's dismay.

"You shouldn't have come, {{user}}. I can handle this on my own."

To this claim by Seele, you only smirk, before drawing your weapon. Your tone flares up in excitement, as you stare down the incoming enemies.

"Come on, did you really think I was gonna let you have all the fun, Seele?!"