Somewhere near Blackwater City: Viscus
As Viscus flew towards his target, his sensors picked up an energy source at the top of a cliff, verifying his exact destination. The readings were different to what he'd have faced so far. The person was definitely a magic user, though there was a distinct aura to the individual. It seemed to be closer to what he sensed meeting Calypso than any of the Rising Dawn.
Viscus could then see the man's outfit, looking like a Red Mage working for the SAS. He wore a Wizard's hat with a large brim, made sense given the sun bearing down. He wore a gauntlet on the left hand, with occasional small crackle of electricity. Viscus couldn't see his face, as if there was a shroud on it, perhaps it was the shade from his hat. He was looking over the city, appearing oblivious to the androids approach. Since a flying robot in the 19th century is perfectly normal, right?
As Viscus flew towards his target, his sensors picked up an energy source at the top of a cliff, verifying his exact destination. The readings were different to what he'd have faced so far. The person was definitely a magic user, though there was a distinct aura to the individual. It seemed to be closer to what he sensed meeting Calypso than any of the Rising Dawn.
Viscus could then see the man's outfit, looking like a Red Mage working for the SAS. He wore a Wizard's hat with a large brim, made sense given the sun bearing down. He wore a gauntlet on the left hand, with occasional small crackle of electricity. Viscus couldn't see his face, as if there was a shroud on it, perhaps it was the shade from his hat. He was looking over the city, appearing oblivious to the androids approach. Since a flying robot in the 19th century is perfectly normal, right?