Beginning of all
A man in black robe was seen running and jumping roof-to-roof with a speed that leaves trail in the air, as graceful as cat and as fast as thunderbolt. In his hot pursuit, a group of 3 tall sillhouete of people emerged, towering over 2 meter with bulking body and solemn face dashed with an unimaginable speed mismatch with their large body build. Strangely, there's not even a slightest sound being made by all of them aside from the rustling noise of their communication device.
"Target located! the area was an abando-"
"[Raven Knife]!"
A shadow knife flew through the curtain of night to slit open one of the pursuit member throat, the man tried to dodge but an unimaginable things happened, the knife suddenly change the direction in the air and continued it way to the man throat.
"Agh!..."
The knife easily slice open his throat, leaving a deep gash as the blood burst open like geyser.
"It's no use! Stop wasting time with the coordinate! Don't let him escape and be careful of his Black Magic! use the cage now!"
"Roger!"
The shortest of the two take out a strange white round object from his waist bag, the area around the object was engraved with a series of strange golden runes, and without further ado, the short man throw the the ball into the air and the ball magically flying into the black robed man with a speed that faster than him.
"[Shadow Displacement!]"
As the robed man mutter like chant came to an end, a big-dark shadow appears below his feet and the next moment completely swallow him whole until none of his trace remains. the white magical ball that lost it's target split open into two parts and the engraved golden runes mystically come alive and warped around the two part forming a bizarre Cage in the place of the previous black robed man was.
"Target Gone!"
"Roger, Team A search inside the building! Team B cover the Team A! Team C split up and search the surrounding! Reckon Team check the Geomancy Radar!"
""""Yessirrr!!""""
*Thump-Thump-Thump*
On a rundown house, inside the underground wine cellar, a puddle of black shadow was formed, it getting bigger and bigger until it reached 1 meter mark. suddenly, a sillhouette of a black robed man appeared.
'Oh Great Devil! it's been the 3rd day of the 2nd week! What a load of stamina they have!!'
The man was big, with his 185 cm tall height came a muscular body that hide an unspeakable power. he is not handsome but with his great body he appeared masculine and domineering. His name was Grant, the user of Devil Art: Night Shadow.
He was originally an ordinary security guard at some private funeral service, that night when he patrolling around the graves he was attacked by a black shadow and went unconscious, he dreamed a place where the earth is pitch black and the sky is pulsating with purple light. there's a white carpet under his feet that leads him into a grand palace made of golden bones. strangely the magnificent palace gates was opened and inside was an enormous hall filled with gold and red decorations that made the hall even more mysterious and elegant. At the end of the hall there was a throne, a throne made of red flowers! and siting on the throne was a Silhouette of a graceful figure.
Her hair is medium long and separated into two bundles that sitting on her shoulders. Her lithe figure filled with the brim of womanly charms and a figure that made any woman jealous. Her long legs was crossed in a sensual way and in her right hand rested a face that makes anyone breath taken away in an instant. In her left hand she was holding a kind of grail filled to the brim with violet liquid.
Grant felt like a little lost lamb, not known where to rest both of his eyes as the woman clothes was too exposed that they showed upper half of her big twin peaks and a small portion of her belly. There was some kind of force that makes you unable to turn your attention away from her. after an indefinite amount of time passed and when his two eyes turn bloodshot he hear a soft voice filled with amorous feeling speaking to him.
"Thy have come o destined one."