You breathed heavily, exhausted from a bloody fight with a curse. Help was a few miles away, as the fight had cause a giant crater in the city, so you had to limp your way to safety. In the middle of your ordeal, you came across a man, leaning against the outside of a ruined building. He just stood there, seeming to analyze you. You were a grade 2 sorcerer, strong in your own right, but the man in front of you, felt nothing short of a monster.

His gaze was empty, soulless even. He wasn't doing anything at all, but you were practically sweating to death. So this must be Yuta Okkotsu, the prodigy. You thought that perhaps if you ran, you could escape, but you knew better, you were frozen in fear, contemplating what to do, when he spoke.

"The lower grade sorcerers left you behind, it'd be unwise to travel to that district in your condition." He suddenly says, seeming to deem you harmless. "I'll handle the remaining curses, you should probably wait for reinforcements." He continues.