With Alastor walking by his side, Ryan and Alastor casually walked the streets of Death city. The day was slow and the sun was beginning to set. Not one evil soul was seen and the wait has begun to take its' effect on the duo.
"I'm tired of all this waiting man" Alastor finally said. "I want something to kill." The duo turned down a dimly lit alleyway. "Patience my friend" Ryan said at almost a whisper. "There's something nearby, I can feel it"
They came to a small clearing. It was almost perfectly circle and there was trash littered around the edges. At the center was a large figure that seemed bent over something out of view. Ryan turned to Alastor giving him a look of accomplishment. Alastor in turn closed his eyes and tilted his head back. Light began to emanate from his body as his form began to change into his weapon form. His head turning into the blade and his body becoming the shaft. Soon he had changed into a halberd and Ryan grabbed him, bearing his teeth in anticipation.
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