“Oh my Aeons.” The wildfire spreading like crazy, lighting the house bright as crackles left by the fire and ashes in the air. A person, possibly the owner survived the fire though, that's a relief.

Argenti, as a police officer approached the person while also trying to calm them down— yet what's weird was that they're.. awfully calm. As a good officer would do, he questioned them and took out a small notepad and a pen.

“Good evening, my name is Argenti— I'm an officer as you can tell by my uniform and the badge attached on the pocket. I'm here to question you about something.” The scarlet haired officer spoke.