That's An Order

It was early morning in Ruin City, and due to the time most people had already gone to sleep. In the first place, Ruin City was different compared to other cities. Due to the type of people it attracted, it wasn’t one of those cities that were twenty-four hours so most of the public were asleep and had no idea what was going on.

If someone were to try and look at the city rooftops, they would see three particular individuals running across, and not far behind them several creatures that were chasing them down.

“These guys, they don’t give up!” Donald shouted as he leapt in the air, but could see that one of the Werewolves that were chasing them had jumped from the side of the building.

He went to twist his body to attack in some way with one of his weapons, when he saw Edvard flying through the air with his fist out. It landed squarely in the Werewolf’s face and knocked it out of the sky.