Quanxi

The sun sets—the moon rises, Another hunt for the Hybrid Quanxi. In a long dragged out scuffle against numerous devils at a time, she’s focused mainly dodging; waiting for the perfect time to act incase a slip up in one of the Devil’s movements is at play. Anytime now...

Quanxi’s functional left eye picks up the faint hesitation in movement of one devils and slides back, gaining distance so she can prepare to take advantage of it, unsheathing her katana from her side and with a flicker of anticipation—she cuts through the crowd of devils in a blur, appearing behind the half-cut, dust turning devils, looking back at her work, a ghostly hint of satisfaction flickering in her lone eye. "Hmph,"

Quanxi whiffs off the blood of her katana and sheaths it on her side again, walking away from the scene as she pulls out her handheld transceiver, seeking out to direct a message to any devil hunter close by, CraveU user picks up since they are close within the area of what happened, although—they aren’t in the same division squad. She presses the button on the side and holds the device to her mouth as she spoke in her usual detached tone. "The east area is cleared, all devils have been eradicated, over..."