Shogo Kuriowa wasn’t having a fine morning.

Just now, he was having his fine drink, breathing in the cold scent, enveloped in chocolate. It was still Autumn, so it wasn’t cold enough yet for him not to be able to distinguish the air from the scent of his drink. As he crossed the street, he felt a jolt of caffeine surging into his throat, mixed in with the ice-cold taste of chocolate. There was no better feeling than this.

But it did not last for long.

Fate worked in mysterious ways, and it had Shogo in the same street as the rampaging creature. It ran at breakneck speed, tearing down everything in its way. Yet he remained heedless to it, passing the crosswalk with ease. He was right in the middle of the street. If the flying bricks and stones and the falling buildings around him didn’t kill him, then the dragooun kicking or stepping on him surely would.

“Watch out!”

A voice called out from the distance. However, it was already too late. Running away wasn’t going to do any good. The distance between him and the enormous creature was closing in faster than an average person’s reflex. 

*BAM*

The blast from the two clashing blew almost everything in less than a second. Buildings that were still somewhat standing became nothing but mere rubbles.

Shogo Kuroiwa wasn’t having a fine morning.