-??? Desert-
"So hot!" A long purple haired woman complained covered in sweat while sitting under the shade of a coconut tree at an oasis in the middle of nowhere, a hot scorching desert to be exact where the Sun lay its sight upon. "Where is Stark of all people? He should be right here and right now, tending to my needs! Did that guy seriously ran away after i corrected him? No, we we're supposed to be on the north... but here i am, on a desert. Something's wrong-" The purple haired woman with a plump body and cheeks, then uncovered her body of the white long dress and black cloak to be rid of her unswelerting condition, whereas she was then left only wearing her lingerie.
"Even Mistress Frieren is gone, where is everybody?" She continued to sat by under the tree with her luggage and staff on her side. The feeling of breeze under the shade entering her body made her feel a bit cool and fresh. Yet she still proceeded to cast a small light spell using the water from the oasis as her source to fully cool herself and remove any sort of stains around her body. "Ha!" heaving a heavy sigh of relief, she continued to pour down coldness upon her body, until slowly, gradually from far deep into the horizon of the desert, "Hmmm...?" she the silhouette and glimmers of moving figures towards her. They were very far away and an ominous feeling couldn't help itself but seep into her every bone and veins, her heart started to beat faster than normal, she could barely tell what is it as she stared and look forward. Tis but a common reaction towards the unknown, Fear is what it is. She don't know where she is, she don't know where her companions are, and she's all alone, by herself.
Feeling uncertain, she went back wearing her clothes and jogged away, but not before casting a spell that let her figure not be visible from the naked eye.
-From the opposite horizon, where her eyes landed-
"Di- did you see my that, Deku?" right beside him was a woman of uncertain beauty, with brown hair and a plump face, she opened her mouth with clear devotion in tone and by her choice of words."I have eyes, you damn whore, i saw it." riding a large vehicle with a band of people, a man with dark green hair and short stature, but strong built looked over from the window front. His eyes ever so serious and cold, his fists and face all adorned with scars despite his innocent like face. "Such a pathetic excuse of invisibility, i could see her trail leaving behind." with his keen, super sharp eyes, superseding normalcy, he continued to lock his eyes towards the far opposite horizon, looking at the trail leaving behind as footsteps. He continued to look far ahead before making a mocking statement. "Wouldn't you say so too, Toru?" He then looked behind over his shoulder and saw the bunch all avoiding eye contact with their heads down. A girl from far from the back of the truck having found herself suddenly the center of attention, wake in her silence with a flustering reaction. "Um! Um! Lord Deku, i don't-" with no words to proper follow, "Oh, shut it." Deku decided to say another, but to shut her up coldly.
"Crap, maybe i should fly instead! But there's no use, they probably already see me with this trail of mine behind." bickering with herself, she lowered her staff beneath her feet, and was gradually lifted up from the ground. "BOOM" a sonic boom was lightly produced that washed away the nearby sands, and the purple haired woman was then flying across the sky where the sun scorched the planet in full view with its warm gaze.
"Oh, she just decided to fly when we already know? Fufu..." Deku smiled as he closed his eyes after still the glimmer and glimpses of the unknown figure flying. "What should we do?" the brown hair girl asked weakly right beside Deku as he lightly tapped the edges of his seat, and then Deku decided to put his leg out the window. "It's obvious, isn't it?"
-At the snowy forest, when the night was darkest-
The red haired young man with red hair and dark spots at the top, lay still as he was buried by the pile of snow. Fast asleep, snoring even, he appears nothing more than an easy prey or victim to whoever comes across at the moment, which would be the bunch of unknown figures hidden under the shades of the trees, salivating their mouth as they look with eyes protuding with veins in their eyes. However, the center stage was not random, but three figures especially stood out amongst the rest. Fuck it, you already know those three from chapter one.
A figure with six eyes, wearing a kimono, and a katana by his waist took a step forward as he went towards the sleeping red haired man. While they stood in the darkness despite the night, Stark lay in clear view, unobstructed from the collection of trees all around him. Unsheathing the long katana sheated on a scabbard from his hips, the figure with his gray complexion and long dark red hair, raised his sword over his head under the moonlight. He took a careful stance, and held the handle tightly with his hands. His six eyes focused intently, with one of the pupil adorned with the symbol of number 1.
"Swish" a fast, precise, clean cut has just been made that went faster than an eye could even blink. The swing of his blade went downwards towards the back of the Red head's head. "Boom" expectant of a cleave that would spur out and rain blood the moment his sword landed, what instead happened was loud destruction of their surroundings as the snow was washed away, and the ground cracked. "Tremble Tremble" the six eyes of the gray figure's widened in surprised as he found his sword, stucked on the bleeding bandaged forearm of the young man lying beneath his feet. "Uaahhh, so ticklish, Fern, stop it! Let me sleep!" Drowsiness was present in his voice, for he have yet to completely wake up.