Leon heard the pipe collide with Hakuren’s jaw rather than see it. He whirled around, a sinking feeling in his gut as the whisper he’d heard mere moments ago replayed itself in his mind. He really shouldn’t have disregarded because now Hakuren lay unconscious on the rocky ground, his brain most probably splattered all over said rocks. Leon didn’t even have time to look, let alone panic (though he had to admit, he most likely would’ve just stared in fascination) as one of the newcomer’s companions shoved him and grabbed his arms, yanking them behind Leon’s back. He grunted in pain, feeling his arms stretch way too much for comfort. Immediately, as if in response to the sudden pain, Leon stomped onto the figure’s foot. He felt the grip on his arms loosen a tiny bit and he pulled one arm free, swinging it behind him in an attempt to elbow the person behind him. In doing that, his other arm came free but before he could do any more damage, a net of massive (and heavy) proportions came down onto them, rooting Leon to the spot.

Squirming underneath said net, Leon felt his temper flaring. He hated being restrained, being confined to a singular thing and in this case, a small amount of space that definitely counted as singular in Leon’s book. He flailed and twisted, squirmed and turned, all to no avail. “Let me out of here, you rascals. Who do you think you are?” He hissed, voice dangerously low. His display of violence should’ve surprised him but no, it came as a natural reaction. Perhaps if the newcomers hadn’t been so forthcoming and aggressive, things could’ve gone better.

At the appearance of a very small figure, an addition to the assaulting group, the girl in the front asked, “Where is the list?” Leon gave her a blank look at that, still irritated with the group. After a split second of contemplation, he decided to play dumb. Hakuren’s cryptic answer certainly hadn’t helped and the inevitable bump on his head would be proof enough. So Leon did the next best thing. He was probably the best liar amongst the humans present and, with a convincing air, he gave them a blank and rather dumbfounded look. “What list?” He answered, followed by a rather indignant expression at being attacked for no reason whatsoever.