[b][i]The sound of a motorcycle was heard approaching, Leon having heard commotion in the direction as he drove over. He removed his helmet as he did, leaving him in black jeans to conceal his leg armour and his Ivory white chestplate and arm gear. He had his spear in hand, feather two purple feather hanging off the weapon as he looked over at the scene[/i][/b] "[i]Dios mio,[/i] what the hell happened here?" [b][i]He said, weapon still in hand. If she were to see the deeds he had done, she'd see many things. Him fighting kids as one himself, keeping them away from his youngest brother. As a 16 year old boy, technically against the law, joining the military to fight for his country. The casualties he cause don the battlefield with his crossbow and spear, fighting for a cause he believed was true but taking many lives to do so. Defending his fellow soldiers, and failing to do so as well.[/i][/b]