Akira walks over to the board to obtain their knives pulling them fro their resting place and sheathing his back in his boots. "Well... guess I don't know my own talents." Akira responds still facing the wall. He turns to hand Allura her knives only to realise she wasn't there. He quickly scans the tavern over "Allura?" He calls out somewhat loudly, this only drew attention from the other patrons however. At this point it was obvious that she had already left, whether she had assumed he was following was beyond his comprehension. He hastily walks towards the door squeezing and shoving his way passed patrons who seemed to be deliberately getting in his way. "Move!" He shouts in his anger as he makes it to the door pulling it open and stepping outside, now he was in trouble.

Crowds of moving people as far as Akira could see in any direction. Finding Allura in this wasn't going to be easy, a few passers stop and point, and exchange whispers upon seeing the man alone and without his companion. Most of these were followed by content smiles and wicked grins as they then went to go about their business. "So, they find enjoyment in this it would seem." Akira mumbles to himself as he begins to make his way through the crowd. "They're more like me then they wish to accept. Where is she?"
'Where ever she is Akira you should know, her brethren close in on this town.'
'you seek to let me know this now?' The demon does not respond, it had parted with the only information deemed necessary for saving it's own hide. "ah... where is she? Allura!" Akira calls out once again but it seemed his voice was just drowned out in the rushing of people passing him. 

Although it seemed it had succeeded in drawing him some much un-needed and unwanted attention, as a trio of young men approach Akira. "Hey friend, lose your companion did ye?" One of them asks as the three of them circled around him. 
"We should help him." A second one suggest. "Help him on his way that is. No offence, but you came through that tunnel without a scratch on ya, there's something not right about ye, and we don't want the likes of yo here."
"Well that won't be a problem." Akira responds to their attempt at threatening behaviour. "Once our equipment is all ready we'll be leaving I've no desire to stay here."
"What our town isn't good enough for the pair of ye?" The first one asks. Akira couldn't help but notice the third one had remain silent the whole time and the tone on the other two hadn't exactly been friendly. Watching the third man's movement their is a slight pause as Akira is distracted by the realisation of what was about to happen as he notices an alleyway a short distance from them. "No wai-...hngh..." Akira's hand drops limply on the thirds man shoulder as his head slumps forward. Looking down, he could see the hilt of the blade that was now embedded in his stomach. 

Akira's head lifts slowly his eyes fire red as the rage and pain consumes him, his voice twisting as he says "You'll wish you hadn't done that." The first two men run in fear in witnessing the transformation as Akira's hand squeezes on the thirds shoulder as he tries to flee. The demons somewhat suppressed abilities made his evil aura emanate like a beacon within the town. He heard the satisfying crunch and soft cry of pain as his grip eventually shattered the man's shoulder. Although this then gave the man the ability to flee as the demon releases him and pulls the knife from Akira's wound before losing control to Akira once more. "Wha.. wha..." Akira's speech was interrupted from his heavy breathing. "What... are you doing?... clo.. close it."
'I Can't, my powers aren't back yet this is why it's hurting you so much. Remember fool if you die we both die.' Akira pushes his left hand against the wound.
"Th..Then, then there's only... one thing for it." Akira stutters out as he starts mumbling as he makes his way into the crowd of people. If Volkrans powers hadn't drawn Allura's attention then Akira would use his wound to find her via blood magic. Luckily for him it wasn't long until he located her, resting his right hand on her shoulder and stopping her from turning round, Akira's voice still stuttered as he said "com...come on, we.. we should get to the blacksmith." He knew that Allura would easily tell something was wrong, and hoped that she didn't turn around where she stood as it might only draw them more attention.