| *heroes' black jacket flows in the gust of the yell as he winks joyfully at his old friend.*
Its been long, may. How have you been? Death treatin you well?
With a small smirk, he held his sword out as it extended its thin blade, the black metal starting to drip onto the floor as the entire ground turns black and hard. He slowly slings it to his left and waits still as the black liquid forms a coat of armor the completely encompasses himself. |