Not many want to mess with a smaller looking girl with a large sword. It was a huge help to carry this sword she’d beaten the god of fire for in their last meeting. Her looking over her shoulder for him was something she very highly practiced. Never knowing when he could be done licking his wounds to come after her was a frightening thought at first. However, after some time it just became somewhat easier to be for the idea that she was more and more comfortable with her ability and self training of using this sword, using her magic, and fighting bare handed even. Lehanna was making sure she was ready for them anytime, anywhere. And not just them, but other mages. After all, she was by technicality a freelancing mage now. One that paid her bills in the light work she did.
Morgate town was as hellish as some travelers warned her it was. Somewhat desolate, filled with the air of lingering radioactivity and smoldering activity. The enjoying scent of barrel lit fires had her a little hungry, admittedly, however the young teen tried to push through as quick as possible. This place was known for being a town filled with the spineless. Those who would ambush a single person for a few measly trinkets and jewels. God only knew how easy they would think a single girl traveling on her lonesome would be like. The slayer paused as the sound of rubble being dragged under the pressure of a moving object caught her hearing. Turning around, she had seen a pair of males standing in a slightly elevated section of rubble. After a moment to adjust to facing the sun once again, she had seen that one of them had actually been a female, which at first struck her as odd, but only shrugged.
”Prepare for trouble!”
“And make it double!”
The pair began to sing much like this, their mantra continuing on in this manner of one sentence at a time.
”To denounce the evils of truth and love!”
“To extend our reach to the stars above!”
”Umm, not to be rude, but...”
”Then shut your trap, twerp and let us finish! It’s quite rude to interrupt your elders! Now then... Jasmine!”
At this point, the young brunette’s eyes settled away from the pair, sighting the issue she wanting to bring up, but then sighing and looking up, holding one hand out, palm up waiting until they finished.
”The bandits of Morgate here to make your pockets deflate!”
“Surrender now or prepare to die!”
”...Ok, so can I now interrupt you?” She spoke up, watching them strike overly unnecessary poses as if they were trying to be flashy and intimidating at the same time. ”Fine! What could he do important that you felt you had to interrupt the great Jasmine and Jeremy?” The female of the pair had spoken out, the venom of anger hissing in her tone of voice. Lehanna smirked and the black fire would mold into a small ball within the palm of her hand, igniting from out of thin air. ”You’re standing over and exposed gas line. Run, and I won’t blow up half of this town. But, think fast because of the gas fumes hit the flames, it won’t matter at all~” A coy smirk appeared on the young girls face, eyes narrowed in a small grin of victory in positions. The two looked down, seeing the pipe and finally catching a whiff of it before they would point at her. ”We’ll get you next time then! Just watch yourself, child!” Jeremy yelled out before the two jumped back and out of her sight. ”I AM NOT A CHILD!” She shouted in a quick burst of anger, ready to throw her fire out of spite just for it.