Grim looked around his surroundings as he arrived Shud Grea, it was like home to the homeless and poor. Yet to them, it wasn't like home. Although, he didn't get the same looks he got from when he arrived King Valley. "Well, this couldn't get any better." He thought to himself as he wandered around in the poverty. He halted when he noticed a group of four soldiers, not looking for food or trouble this time, Grim approaches them. "Hey there! Uh, how shall i put this... Are you looking for recruits?" The men stared at Grim for a while, before one of them, the youngest in the group, answered, "Yes, we are looking for skilled warriors and mercenaries willing to serve Cerberus, The Hell Hounds." Grim smirked at the idea of this. The other soldier yawned and commented, "But it seems like everyone in here would rather rot." The rest nodded in agreement. "I'm willing to join." Grim replied directly, the men once again stared at him, before the ignorant one spoke, "It ain't that easy, kid. First you gotta show us what you got, then we're gonna assign you to a position you're fit for." "Hmm... I see. Then, what will i do to show you what i got?" The men drew their weapons and surrounded Grim, "You're gonna have to take us down, boy." the half-demon slightly chuckled and threw his scythe high up in the air. The men were distracted, so Grim took his chance and jumped, doing a roundhouse kick which knocked the four down. The scythe fell down right next to Grim, who didn't look so tired, but rather excited. "Is taking down four guards who were ironically caught off-guard enough for ya?" "Ugh, that wasn't fair..." Said another guard as they help themselves up. "Not fair? I was outnumbered for crying out loud! Are you 'Hell Hounds' really this disappointing?" He began walking away, knowing the soldiers would call after him, and they did. The younger one panted as he called, "You're in! You're in."
(Sorry for the sort-of lazy writing, but i had to reply.)
