So much for resolving our differences between the DWMA and witches.

[ Here is a snowy-haired kid with red eyes, jagged teeth and a nearly permanent slouch. It's different than how he first woke up wrapped in something that seems uncomfortably close to Arachne's style -- a freaking cocoon, even if it was made of metal and silk but the fact he may have got tangled up in there might have contributed to that assumption -- but after a few minutes of freaking out off screen, he'd taken stock of his situation, gone over all the reading material... and decided it was all too weird to take at face value. Clearly, some witch didn't get the memo and was still probably fighting the good fight in the name of that dead Arachne lady. That's so lame. ]

What's your deal, Warlock Dresden guy?

[ Soul lifts Harry Dresden's magazine for newcomers and waves it lazily, wrongly assuming he'd been jumped by said wizard who oh so helpfully introduced himself simply because it was an easier way to explain his blackout than to take the reading material at face value. Reading material that, as far as he knows, came from a dubious source -- witches. ]

Don't you know Arachnophobia is old news? We're supposed to be allies or whatever, so lets just cut the crap and get me back to the Academy already.

[Video]

[When the feed clicks on, it shows a shirtless Kazuya grinning to himself in the middle of a large open area in Genessia City's park, with a large square area marked on the ground with what appears to be police tape around him.]

Attention, Genessia. Since it is that time of year when people choose to celebrate the harsh elements beating down on society, I decided I'd get in the mood as well.

[He turns the camera downward revealing a briefcase full of money at his feet.]

I've decided to give away some of my money, however, there is a bit of a catch. In order to claim the money, you must fight me. One-on-one. Weapons are allowed, and no holds barred. Either make me submit or make me touch the ground outside the marked area, and the money is all yours. However, if you submit or fall outside the marked area, you forfeit your chance.

I look forward to seeing if anyone is capable of claiming this.

[With one last grin into the camera, he clicks off the feed.]

[Action]

[When someone comes to find Kazuya, he will be sitting in the center of the make-shift arena, eyes closed in meditation. His communication device and briefcase will be in the hands of a JACK unit he brought with him. He doesn't move, and if not for the gentle rise and fall of his chest, one might easily mistake him for a statue.]