[i]Heavy footsteps and the clanking of heavy armour was heard behind the woman, swiftly coming closer. The thing that was coming closer.. was a very tall, muscular man, standing at six feet and ten inches exactly. His entire figure underneath his armour bulged with rock-hard muscles, making him appear even bigger than he truly was. His armour was akin to that of the knights of old, except charred completely black. In Remy's right hand, clenched tightly in his iron grip, was a seven foot long, five inch wide greatsword, the blunt side of his light blue weapon resting on his right shoulder. In the man's left hand was the grip of a greatshield, the six feet long and two feet wide metal piece of equipment hiding the lift side of Remy, including half his sight.. [/i] "Hmm.. Would thy be interested.. in fighting mineself?" [i]The Chosen Undead asked curiously, his voice powe4f and deep - fitting with his size. [/i]