Once outside in the grim daylight, Winona opened the feather-weight folder gingerly. The first page contained various pictures of her target; she was taken aback by the state of him. He could only be described as an awry fusion between man and a terrifying lizard. His black hair hinted towards normality, but was awkwardly put out of place by two short, spiralling horns. His badly concealed skin looked like it had been burnt raw: red and scaly, overlapping at every turn. Perhaps the most shocking thing was the massive set of wings sprawling out of his back, though the sharp, dangerous claws weren’t to be sniffed at either.

Winona quickly turned the page, horrified by the very thought of meeting the man in person. What sort of gruesome character could possibly meet such a distorted body? The Strael visibly shuddered as she looked down at the folder:

Name: Unknown

Profile: Very little is known about this man, only that he is a danger to the entire city and must be taken down at all costs .So far he has only killed a couple of people, but the deaths are some of the most gruesome things ever to unfold in this town. Pay particular attention to his claws; he will no doubt attack with them when threatened Also worth mention are his inhuman strength, agility and durability.. Approach with the utmost caution, only making yourself visible when notified. Do not, under any circumstances, allow him to fly away; not only will this put more citizens in danger, but such a sighting will surely have the world descend into anarchy.

The biography ended abruptly there, leaving Winona’s skin tingling with anxiety and worry. From what she had read, the beast was truly formidable. But maybe it was just the pathetic humans’ spin on things? They had no idea of the power that lay just above their heads, would it be so shocking if the creature turned out to be a magic-dabbling imbecile with a lust for blood?

Cassidy purred in agreement with her last thought, then trundled forward for Winona to follow. “No levitating,” Cassidy warned, “You heard the man; secrecy is top-priority."

Winona reluctantly agreed and set out of the alley on foot.

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Nothing could have compared them for the steaming bustle of commotion that was the town centre. Fume-exuding automobiles chugged along noisily while angry tourists and locals smacked bonnets in fury as they were nearly felled. There didn’t seem to be one law-enforcer about to make sense of the jumbled mess. “Waste of a good policeman,” Winona said to Cassidy through telepathy. “ It would take a hundred to sort out this mess.”

They kept their heads low, trying not to draw attention to Winona’s ghostly complexion. After a while however, they found the motion superfluous; everyone was far to busy with their own frantic lives to pay any notice. Finding the lizard-man was going to be impossible, no matter how noticeable he was.

OoC: A commotion would be appreciated xD.

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