[u]Nodding to himself, the sound of his dagger being drawn is heard. Without a word, he holds it in two hands be for splitting it into two halves, sparks temporarily illuminating the face of the mask. Ceremoniously, he whips them too the side as he speaks a rite of death.[/u] "[i]Through use of the Old Blood, you have forfeit your life as a human, and now are worth no more then the lowliest of gods. Worth less then the blood of a whоre, I sentence you to mercy...[/i]" [u]He whips the feathers of the cape outwards in a grand fashion as he steps out of the shadows, his blades spinning in his hands.[/u] "[i]By death.[/i]" [u]With sudden speed, he becomes a black blur as he charges towards Ren, his blades raised as he prepares to plunge the two shining daggers into her stomach.[/u]