113 Not my Avatar pt 7 (1/2)

'Finally' thought Draig as he walked through the streets of the nostalgic city, this was the place he had first appeared in this world and where he had gained the opportunity become a Deva. Caught up in his thoughts he didn't notice the incoming assault until it was almost to late but suddenly a talisman was flung out creating a barrier protecting him from his would be attacker.

”So it is you” stated a girl with Chestnut brown hair.

”Do I know you” asked Draig as he couldn't remember meeting a person like this the last time he was here.

”It's me Ari, don't you remember” asked the Girl with a pout.

”I remember an Ari but your a bit different than how I recall” stated Draig as the girl was now getting into her late teens and had experience her own growth spurts.

”Well yeah, it's only natural that I grew up too” laughed Ari thinking Draig to be a silly person.

”I suppose but it is actually great that I found you, I am in need of some information” started Draig causing Ari to smile.

”Sure, I can help but it's gonna cost you” smiled Ari thinking of Draig's charms.

”Alright, let's walk and talk. I need to find a smith that specializes in reforging swords, do you know of any” asked Draig in a business like tone.

”Actually this I am not entirely sure of... but there are rumors of someone that specializes in reforging Graveswords right here in Ichigaku. Though with the type of work he does it's clear he doesn't want just anyone being able to find him, you will probably have to go undercover to find him in the red light district” started Ari hoping to assist Draig so she could acquire some more of his charms.

'Maybe not' thought Draig as he narrowed his eyes looking around the crowded streets, his nose had caught a small whiff of death though it was hard to follow with all the contradicting smells in he air.

It seemed this person was better at hiding than Draig would like.

”I don't think he would hide in the Red light District, it's too obvious. He would probably hide himself in plain sight” commented Draig as he continued walking though he remembered a few  building's so he could return later that night when there wasn't so many people and scents to distract him.

'Thank goodness for the  sensitive nose from the werewolf' thought Draig, he hadn't made a show of it but he was able to fully transform into his higher state now after being locked in the dungeon and having nothing but time he had made an effort of tackling the two task that took the most effort.

That's right Draig's physiology was still that of a hybrid, the blood of the Vampire, Devil, Werewolf flowed through his vein's. This allowed him certain perks from each of the Bloodlines but they were heavily diluted, an example being that if Kira had been there with him then the old wolf would have been able to pin point the Grave Forger's exact location but Draig only possessed a small percentage of the scent tracking capability of the Werewolf.

”So what brings you back, have you learned to become a Deva yet” asked Ari curiously.