Although he had no experience as a detective, Aleph's deductive abilities were strong enough such that the tense air around the group did not pass by unnoticed. He was at least 60% sure that the wolfman and his estranged companion were not in the happiest of moods, and that maybe some of that anger was directed towards Coren and himself. But for what reason? Initially, this was lost on him, but piecing together the subtle clues he was given in the form of conversation, he decided that it was because there was a moderate misunderstanding between the group, and that misunderstanding needed to be cleared up immediately.
Thankfully, Aleph was mature and aware enough to do just that.
..."Wait, did you... just say I was an assassin?"
Rather, that WOULD have been the case were his pride able to ignore this insult. Moreso than Vesta prided herself on being from a family somebody cared about, Aleph prided himself on being a Hero. He knew that the idea of a hero escaped many people, and was alright with them not believing him or saying something odd like he was delusional... but this? This was something else entirely. It wasn't merely some incapability to realize what Aleph truly was, no, this was some slanderous accusation that was entirely false and impossible. Aleph wasn't sure if this guy actually believed what came out of his own mouth, as delusional as he was, but he was sure that he needed to correct this incorrect train of thought before some other crazies believed him.
"I couldn't care less about some furball wanting to bare its teeth at two people merely trying to help, but as a Hero, I cannot with a sane mind allow someone like you to continue your slanderous ways unchallenged." he glared at the ex-penguin, likewise placing his hand on his blade, ready to draw at a moment's notice. "You who likely wear a disguise to hide your true face really believe you can claim me a schemer of any sorts? I would laugh at the idea were it not so insulting! My blade has claimed the lives of thousands of demons and the power within my right hand Trumps that tenfold! Can you dare claim you are prepared to face such overwhelming power, or will you surrender and speak the truth?" he challenged, obviously quite serious about the affair.
Aleph Banton was well-aware these two were not in league with the Demon Lord, Henry Ford. But a Hero did not merely fight just the evil that was related to Henry Ford, no, a Hero would right the wrongs in the world, no matter what they were. Just who was this guy? He didn't feel any demonic presence from either the dog or the penguin, but he could tell that the liar may as well be a demon as there was no good left within his soul anymore. What else aside from pure evil could one hope to achieve by slandering the name of a the world's only Hero? Nothing good could ever come from that, so this is what Aleph had decided. Their priority target was the ex-penguin and the wolf would have to be dealt with as well, though letting him off with a mere warning might suffice.
The Hero briefly looked to his companion, to see if he was going to have a comrade this fight, but finally noticed the new girl who had appeared. Wow, this alleyway was popular. The important thing, though, is that he heard what she had to say. Her life was a lie? What did that mean?
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"You monster! Not merely slandering a good Hero's name, but you also trick young women, too?"
It would appear as though her presence had only caused Aleph's anger towards the penguin to rise. How silly.
