Board Thread:The World/@comment-44040794-20200206065925/@comment-26068742-20200207174959

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'While Deucalion rested peacefully within the carriage he would've seemed unbothered his arm reached for his bag stuffed behind his other luggage. It remained inside his bag till he attempted to yank his journal from his bag, but right as his fingertips brushed across the hard cover he would've noticed the carriage slowing down. Following behind the decrease motion was an laughter that echoed across the empty flooded fields, Deucalion quickly pushed his book back inside before throwing his hood over his head. The carriage man seemed frighten at what stood before him on the other side of the bridge. Granted it was hard to see their attacker due to the intense hot steam that uprooted from the boiling lake. The rain didn't make it any better, the new fresh water that flooded the fields found it's way falling off the bridge and into the hot lake. '

"Sir... Are you expecting company? I'm sorry but I cannot be involved in Shinobi matters."

'Deucalion mind pondered on what would be right outside waiting for him, as a KPD officer Deucalion has put hundreds of men behind bars it was only a matter of time till one of them attempted to get redemption. So the officer quickly formed his hand together forming the Tiger hand seal. And instantly Deucalion would form before O on the other side of the bridge unhooded and staring directly into his eyes his peach toned eyes gawked at the man in question. The water was ankle high as Deucalion stood about 5'11 he was much taller than the person before him but that did not matter in these types of battles. "Just who the hell are you. I will not let you harm this man. He's an innocent man. I'll give you one chance to turn around and leave this place. If not i'll have no other choice but to bring you in." Deucalion eyes followed the man wondering his thought process, wondering if he'll get lucky and the bad guys would actually listen. But with his luck he wouldn't hold his breath. '

'The icy grey sky restlessly grumbled. The thick blackened clouds were dragged down by the heavy rain which it held in its delicate frame. The clouds which struggled to withstand the burden of the weight which the rain held, soon gave in. The rain poured down over the city with a roar. But to no surprise there was no thunder nor lighting just heavy rain. Deucalion moved forward closer to the bridge each step he took the hotter it was, despite the cold air and rain the boiling lake carried an intense heat that surrounded the area "Well?"'