[Graceful Reaper]

Ronoro looked up at the sky and thought for a while. He then turned back to his brother. "Do you think we could beat him a fight...?" he asked worriedly.

The monk rested by the oasis, waiting for the right moment to strike. (Seeing as they're in town, I could easily snuff them out but I couldn't risk those damned academy masters finding me. They'll have to leave that spot eventually. For now... I'll wait.." he thought to himself, gun by his side.