[Mikoto Mori]

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One would thought a big figure such as Mikoto wouldn't be the one that personally handle this kinds of situations. However, due to the nature that there is a mystery shrouded around the leader of ADA, public doesn't know the face of Mikoto as the leader of ADA. However, that is not important right now.

Mikoto casually stroll to the camp of hunters who was on break at the moment. The sudden appearance of Mikoto suddenly alarmed the people there and the guard starts approaching her. Who are you? State your name The guard asks while brandishing the claw on his hand. Mikoto stay silents for a moment, staring the people around and assess the situations. Get back when we are being kind The guard gives out the last warning.

The one that must go out from this forest is not me Mikoto claims carefully with a cold tone on her voice. The ground start to shakes and roots crawls out from the ground and at fast speed it lunges right at the guard side which manage to gouge part of it.

It is youMikoto stretches her arm to the nearest barks of tree and shapes a wooden masks out of it and cover her face with it.

Nanashi Kishi

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[Nanashi Kishi]

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"Oh, now THIS is INTERESTING."

The slender figure paused and stared as the woods came alive and started to assault the poachers. The fact they were poachers had nothing to do with why Occham was here. Poaching didn't interest him or his "employer." What did interest him was the tubby moron who was already reaching for his shotgun to deal with the- 

... forest... spirit? Gods, that woman looked wild.

To deal with the forest spirit assaulting his buddy. There were a lot of hunters- a dozen, maybe- and while he'd been planning to come and bump off just that one tubby idiot (some day the criminals of this city would learn to just stay in line and collect their damn paychecks), with this impending massacre starting...

He couldn't resist the urge to help develop the scene.

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In the camp, the earth itself abruptly cranked open, cracking wide beneath the first of the hunters to get a gun leveled towards the woman weaponizing the forest itself. The hunter screeched as he fell a good ten feet, repeating the howl of sheer, unadulterated panic as he realized the earth was clamping shut around him-

And then all that was left was the echo of two hundred and six crunching bones, and a brutal spray of blood up out of the crevasse as it slammed shut around him. 

It wasn't just the trees.

The whole damn forest was out to kill these bastards~

VICTIMS: 1

Mikoto Mori

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[Mikoto Mori]

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To expect that the group is consist of a bumbling idiots would be a hopeful thinking. While several are still in state of panic and disarray after realizing that a forest is against them, there are few people manage to collect themselves and fight back. Even some of them manage to pinpoint Mikoto's location amongst the chaos - Mikoto unable to tell if it is due to a quirk or they just got lucky. Three people jumps on her, trying to swing their select of weapon of the choice. Two got swatted away immediately with a root that grows from the ground near her feet while the last person that wield a big hammer with the help of grappling hook, Mikoto pulls the hammer down prematurely and with her free arm grabs his neck and all of gis limbs.

Tell your friends to scram Mikoto warns him once again as she tossed him away like a sack of potato bag. While she is here to drive them away; Mikoto tries to not do any meaningless killing.

Nanashi Kishi

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[Nanashi Kishi]

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The realization that this fascinating woman was not, in fact, bringing the forest full to bear against these assholes led Occham to sigh behind his mask, rolling his eyes faintly. "Terrorism is a half measure, lady," he muttered to himself, discretely dragging the mangled corpse of his kill to himself, travelling beneath the ground. As the body was pushed up in front of him, a quick touch reconstructed his body to perfect health- and as he gasped his way back to life, the earth catapulted him back towards the woman with the forest at her fingertips, landing in a heap with at least three cracked ribs and one broken arm, but alive.

After that was more of the same- adding terran trauma to the forest frights, helping to drive the workers from the site without fatality, several already on cell phones as they scattered.

A few moments passed, and then a voice rang out. "You know there's going to be actual security forces here with a quarter hour, yes? Are you going to scare them off, too?"

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