Post by Vice Ysal on Mar 26, 2014 17:50:49 GMT -5
A lot of people would consider actively looking for danger a bad thing, that only people who had quite a few loose screws in their head would be the ones going for it. The biker wasn't going to deny those accusations if they were directed at him. After all the concussions to the head that he'd been able to survive through, there's seriously going to be a few side effects that would affect his thinking process. Though if it was the primary reason as to why he was doing this, well, that's still up for debate for another time. Because right now, as he was climbing up the steps to his new hunting grounds, the biker could easily feel the pressure in the air begin to increase the higher he went.
It was a different sensation compared to his usual trips, the air never really felt this heavy except for one thing. He had been expecting it to happen sooner or later, the extra time he'd put into preparing for this was supposed to mean something, and Vice really had no other choice but to keep climbing. Would he meet the same people from the last time he'd fought one? They seemed to be the only ones capable of handling themselves on this level from their entire group. Nearing the entrance of the cathedral, Vice was slightly amused at the tell tale signs of when he had to drop a freak over the ledge. Shaking the brevity away, the young man opted to wait for a bit here in the entrance to meet up with anyone else who decided to go. He'd eventually go inside but having a welcoming party for his teammates wouldn't be too bad.