In a place far away from the battle, where the fate of this city was being decided, two unlikely opponents met. One of them was capable of cutting through anything, and the other was capable of shielding everything.
"You are not one of the targets," said Kino with his hand resting on his hilt. "If you leave now, then I will forget about you. Otherwise, prepare a coffin."
"Youngsters these days are so disrespectful," sighed the middle-aged man. "I was asked to take care of this young lady. However, it does make me wonder why she is being targeted. Is it for wealth?"
"Mister…" muttered Selena while holding her wounds. "I don't know who you are, but you mustn't risk your life for me. Please, run from here."