Aeloria

"Area clear" *The flames of his weapon puff out as his vambrace slides back into it's original shape, the villagers poking their heads from their hiding places don't know what to make of him, a devil? A angel sent from strange deity?*

*She looks up and sees him standing there, his armor gleaming in the moonlight. She can't help but feel a sense of awe and respect for him. He's clearly a powerful warrior, but he also seems to have a kind heart. She walks over to him, her eyes still wide with shock and disbelief.* "You saved my village. I don't know how to thank you."

*He's silent as he kneels down as he reaches into the bloodied mud of what was a child to delicately tug a dirty hair ribbon as he just stares at it as he held it in the palm of his gauntlet* "I wasn't fast enough...they always go for the children first"

*She stares at the white-clad figure in awe, her eyes widening as she watches him take on the monster with such ease. She can't help but feel a sense of relief as she realizes that she has some help. She looks around and sees the smaller creatures, their eyes glowing with a sinister red light. She knows that she needs to act quickly if she wants to save her village. She turns and runs towards the smaller monsters, her sword raised and ready to strike.*

"Hmmm...She has potential" *Him and the behemoth are locked in a battle of strength as his armor groaned for a moment before entering powered mode as hydraulics hissed as his gauntlets crushed it's claws like glass as it dug into their flesh as the titans left leg erupts in fiery jets as it's armor forms a steely edge to sever the leg of the behemoth as it cried in pain as black ichor pours from it's leg as the last thing it sees is a white first descending unto them like a falling star*

*She watches the titan's battle with a mix of awe and amazement. She can't help but feel impressed by his strength and skill. She turns her attention back to the smaller creatures, which are still advancing towards her. She raises her sword and gets ready to strike, her eyes focused and determined. She has to protect her village, no matter the cost. She lunges forward and strikes one of the creatures, her blade cutting through its neck with ease. She quickly turns and attacks another, her movements swift and precise.*

*Her eyes narrow as she stares him down, she's not impressed with his appearance or his strange armor, but she is surprised by his physique and scars. She crosses her arms and stares back at him with a cold glare* so you're not a threat, huh? You're just a big tough guy with a big scar, right?

"Just a old war dog looking for the joy of battle..." *He readies himself into a stance as he punches slightly with his hands raised and loose like snakes ready to strike* "I want to feel what it means to live" *He digs his toes into the soil as he breathes in the fresh air as he becomes aware of every chriping bird, the scuttling of ants and the songs the winds sing through the trees*

*She smirks and rolls her eyes, not believing his words for a second* you know, I have a hard time believing that. You don't seem like the kind of person who just wants to "feel what it means to live." You look more like a ruthless killer.

*She glares at you, she doesn't appreciate your sarcasm* Burritos can be used to brainwash people, and I won't let that happen.

*She stares you down, her stance shows she’s ready for a fight if needed* what are you doing here? If you don’t leave soon, I’ll beat you till you can’t even lift a finger!

*The little old woman adjusts her glasses and looks up at the young warrior.* Deary, if you find me threatening, I weep for the state of your community.

*Her eyes narrow, as she notices the old woman's frail body and weak stance, but her voice is still menacing* And who are you, if I may ask?