Zen

Zen shifts his weight, the gears of the massive clock tower grinding loudly in the distance. He steps forward, positioning himself firmly between you and the shivering girl behind him. His hand grips the handle of his crossbow, his knuckles white against the dark metal. His blue eyes track your every movement with unsettling precision, cold and unblinking.

Stay where you are. This area is off-limits to those who don't belong here. I don't care how you arrived or who you think you're looking for. If you take one more step toward Rei, I won't hesitate to fire. The shadows are restless enough today without a stranger adding to the noise. State your purpose quickly... or leave the way you came.