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Another rainy night, approximately one week later.
Umbra roamed through the city streets, on another of his many hunts. Cree was off doing something with another bounty hunter, so he took it upon himself to enjoy this particular night. He had on a large wolf helm, that played loud music through its headphones. He sort of danced as he moved along, occasional reports coming in from Cree on the radio to other hunters. He didn't know who they were after, but figured it was anyone but Jhin, since they'd avoided trying to capture him after running into his supposed friend. Hard to imagine that man had one, though it happened to be a rather dangerous one, so they moved on, for now at least.
Doing the shuffle in place at the side of a street's crossroads, waiting for the light to change as cars moved through the area, he took notice of his prey, that wandered down a rather dark and gloomy alleyway. An excited grin fell over his face beneath his helmet, and he made his way across the street moments later, stalking the man through the dark. He waited until he was close enough, then removed an old world samurai sword from his back clasp.
"Hey." He called out, a mechanical voice coming from his helm as he spoke.
The man, a skateboarder and professional thief and dealer, turned around. He was rather tall, taller then Umbra anyway. But he was human, so his life was at a rather unfortunate standing in comparison. The man laughed at Umbra as he wandered over with a sword, him pulling out a gun in presentation of the threat.
"Haha, what are you, a mecha furry?" The man laughed. He had dusty wet blond hair, a five o'clock shadow, and dark swollen eyes. "Come on dogboy, come get it." He said, firing at the other's wolf-shaped helmet.
"Ow." Umbra said with a laugh, shaking his head. "Just kidding, that only tickled me a bit." It was at this point, that the man understood his life was in danger, as this was not some kind of mechanical cosplay, but an actual mechanical beast, in some weird standing form. What he had shot at, was in fact not a helm, but Umbra's actual face. "My turn." The beast growled.
The sword moved swiftly through the air, easily hacking off the man's arm like a hot knife through butter. Blood sprayed all over the side of the building as he screamed and grabbed at his arm, the sword moving over him again, hacking off the other arm a moment later.
"You shouldn't have stolen from The Order." Umrba's mechanical breath breathed over the man's, as he laid there living out one hell of a nightmare in real life.
The mechanical beast crouched down and cut through the man's thighs, slicing his leg off, and then doing the same to the other. He screwed them up slightly, but that was just because the man was struggling and kicking the entire time. He eventually screamed himself voiceless, making the work for the mechanical furry, a whole lot easier. For a while he left the man alive, cutting away his clothing and ripping away some of the meat from his shoulders and ribs. He was bleeding out fast, so Umbra knew that he would have to get him to witness the last bit of suffering before death. He used the mechanical jaws to open and close around the guy's head, before he snapped them shut, crushing his skull. The last thing the man would see before dying, was those massive teeth over his skull.
