(Everyone is now twenty five years into the future due to magic
though most are still piecing that together and a city was
destroyed for a crystal. Those are the biggest things I can think
of off the top of my head.)
(Also pikapikachu I don't think she would have known from 'aura' as
Yurei and Yoni are completely different people)
Yoni snuck up to the stranger while in
a shadow once again and touched her leg, then moved his hand before
she could react and hid back into a shadow. Yoni felt strangly
proud of himself for this very minor prank. Yurei watched intently
from the backseat of Yoni's mind.
Once Hikari is on the roof of the castle, she starts looking around
for some charms she left up there. She hid them quite well and used
some magic to prevent them from being stolen, so hopefully they are
still there.
“I know I said you were an angel... But you're more than
that. You've come down upon this battlefield... as an Angel of
Death" ~Bungo Stray Dogs
Herrscher felt out of sync with himself and his surroundings. He
tried convincing himself that it was that fact that made him gear
up and take out the weapon he had specifically made for himself a
year or so back that he hadn't touched since. The black scythe had
strange engravings running through it, when the sunlight hit the
scythe it appeared to shine a dull teal on the black. It was just
as light as he remembered it being, made from a specific material
that he didn't know the name of. With the weapon secured firmly in
his gloved hands, he went into the yard to re-acquaintance himself
with the feeling of wielding it.
"Okay, I'm trusting you about this," Cheshire grinned as she
continued following Sonya around town.
While they were heading towards the alleyway, Camelot kept keeping
track of the instances of bad luck that Cheshire has brought with
her presence. The food of a local bakery had been closed due to an
infestation of mice, there were cats blocking a few nearby
buildings, and there were people keeping their distance. Camelot
was keeping mental note of all the problems, knowing that they'll
eventually be resolved by the townsfolk themselves at some point.
The butler would stop to take a rest on the sides of the walk way
before the stones suddenly cracked and a fire-lamp post fell over.
He would get up with dust all over his pants and the lower portion
of his tail coat.
"Alright, I need to find her now before a building gives in on its
foundation or some nonsense."