"Come on, Lieutenant. We have a long road ahead of us."
Leon Albus is the commander of one of Kislev's elite commando teams, the Black Wolves. Kislev's high command accused him and Lily Keil, his second-in-command, of killing their entire team while trying to turn coat to Aveh. Rather than face a court martial, they ran from the team sent to arrest them and quickly had bounties placed on their heads. Despite becoming a Drifter, Leon retains a serious, results-oriented military mindset. He also retains a terrible sense of humor and his ARM, a fold-out sword and shotgun combination designated Argent Divider. The deaths of his men has affected Captain Albus deeply, though, and he is more reticent than he used to be. He continues to work with Lily, as a Drifter now, and seeks a dangerous automaton ARM called "Gryndille."
Argent Divider, demonstrating the fold-out telescoping blade.
Leon wields a unique ARM called Argent Divider. It has two modes. In shotgun mode, it looks like an over-under barrel shotgun; the topmost barrel is narrow and rectangular, while the bottom is more traditional. The top barrel fires lances of silver energy. The bottom can be loaded with regular slugs and specialized rounds. Argent Divider can also be folded out, to form a straight double-edged longsword. However, it can project a blade of light along the length of the blade. It can also fire other energy blasts.
He has also repaired an employed a trio of Raid Funnels: triangle-shaped devices, which float at his command with a rudimentary A.I. These are capable of striking at an opponent directly, by flying into them. They can also create an energy barrier between the three, which is able to be positioned between Leon (or another) and incoming attacks.
He can also use the sword as a weapon, which falls under technique. Leon uses the Kislev Six Hews, a style of longsword fencing that dates back to Kislev's founding, and is so named for the six perfected strokes created by a master in 122 PC. Leon was taught this style by his father; he knows four of the six strokes.
"I still am not sure what to make of you. You look out for us, even after you've double-crossed us. You feign that you don't really care. And, in the end, I still don't know: what is your game?"
Maybe I'm foolish, maybe I'm blind
Thinking I can see through this and see what's behind
Got no way to prove it so maybe I'm blind
But I'm only human after all, I'm only human after all
Don't put your blame on me
Take a look in the mirror and what do you see
Do you see it clearer or are you deceived in what you believe
Cos I'm only human after all, you're only human after all
Don't put the blame on me
Don't put your blame on me