The Red Oni Club had been emptied, and the same went for the intersection facing it. The sound of gunfire made sure everyone with a brain got as far away from the place as they could. There were a few foolish enough to stay back, hoping to witness what was about to happen, and for those, a second, much louder warning was issued.
An explosion ripped off the club's entrance, painting everything in a burning orange. The blast that accompanied it carried something coated entirely in black, its silhouette vaguely humanoid. Landing a short distance away, it drove the blades it had for arms into the ground to kill its momentum.
