Zakuro made her way to the bar. She had heard about a job from the bar owner, who's friend was making the request of the magic guild. Apparently it was to find "the son of satan". She was skeptical though. That seemed like an exaggeration. She had seen far worse enemies to fight that she could have easily compared to the "son-of-satan". She had fought in battles that sounded tougher than this, but for some reason, people wouldn't touch this job, no matter what the price. She headed to the job site. However, she knew that there would be other wizards, only the daring ones, would be looking for this job, so she headed there, but with caution.