A portion of the city of Hargeon had been quarantined off. The magic council had apparently been studying the occurrences that had been going on across the land of Fiore. Sigurd recalled quite some time ago when he met up with two individuals: a demonic mage from Sabertooth named Kenna and a slayer named Gangting. It was one of the most intense battles in his life, and following his near death experience after fighting a gryphon lord, he began to train in using his summons more intently, vowing to never act with such weakness again. And now, here was his opportunity to prove himself. It seems as though the very same monster collective which had been terrorizing Fat Monsterland was now appearing within the walls of several cities and villages throughout Fiore. Thanks to certain mages using information based magics for the sake of the magic council, it seemed that Hargeon was one of the next targets. They had even identified the general area in which they thought the monsters would appear, and have since evacuated a large area around that zone. The particular area bordered the sea, and stretched significantly into the town, encompassing several residential buildings and even an open air market area, complete with booths guarded from the sun by colorful, patterned shades.
Sigurd gritted his teeth. It was incredibly worrying to him that people's residences and livelihoods could be effected by this monster invasion. If the magic council hadn't sensed this ahead of time, how many could have been injured, or worse? He was absolutely sick of this monster army threatening the peace of Fiore, and he was ready to try and take them down once and for all. That being said, he didn't know if he was the only one on this mission or not. He was directly contacted by the magic council due to his notable work taking down the last group of monsters, but it seemed that there were several instances of the exact same events happening all around his country, thus meaning that mages were in higher demand. The summoner wasn't quite sure whether he'd have any help this time like he did last time. It was typical for the Magic Council to include that information in their request, or at least follow up with a secondary letter, but Sigurd had no time to waste this time. He left for Hargeon immediately after hearing about what was going on.
Wearing his dark armor and skull shaped mask, he aimed to strike fear into the monsters hearts. In his mind, that was what his duty was as a hero. His frightening stance and garb would be sure to pierce the hearts of villainy and force them to understand that they weren't up against any mage. As he stood there, he began to run through the new spells he had learned, and steeled his nerves in preparation for the upcoming battle. Sigurd would not let any harm come to the people of Hargeon, nor would he allow even a scratch to their homes or businesses. He would show the Magic Council for a second time that he truly had the heart of a hero. The question however remained... would anyone be fighting by his side, or was he being left to his own devices?