Jameson's Killer

"What's wrong?" Connor asked when he saw Lance panic. The man held both of his swords in his hands, looking around.

"There's something here, lurking," Lance whispered. "But I don't know what."

Out of nowhere, Hope morphed into his dragonoid form and launched himslef outside. 

"There!" Lance yelled. "Follow Hope!"

Lance, Connor, and Ed all hurried to follow Hope who was chasing a cloaked figure. They don't know who the person was, but the aura was definitely familiar. They have seen and fought this person before.

"Hope, wait up!" Connor tried to scream, but his voice was ignored. Hope was too focused on the figure, all in his dragonoid form and destroying everything in his path.

"What is he doing?" Ed asked. "Lance, should I cancel his form? At this state, he will obliterate the entire area."

"No," Lance said. "Focus on Hope's eyes. He is trying to do something."