You were now strolling and causing a fuss around an older but eventful town. Since there wasn't just a small amount of people who saw you, you felt that someone's gonna appear to clean the streets sooner or later. And there they were.

What is it now? Another freak to ruin this peaceful day? Gimme a break.

A slow boots clapping sound echoed from behind you as a well-build man with iron sword in his hand was approaching. He was an unusual sight among average people. That told, he is one of the local and strongest hunters around. The "Snow-white" Ikael.