[i] That fury.. that was something Lance knew all to well himself. That kinda of anger, that unbridled rage, he knew what it could do to a man. And honestly? He didn't think someone like Alon had something like that broiling inside of him. It just showed how much better of a person he was than Lance. He watched the Mage from a distance, a small pocket in time and space allowing him to observe, undisturbed. The magic, the strength, even the swordplay was something to marvel at. Lance almost envied his sword, Ragnell, but then had to remind himself he didn't use broadswords. Didn't. Use. Broadswords. I suppose it's time I say hello to my old friend, Lance though to himself. ~~~~~ The tree that Alon had just incinerated went up in a spectacular show of fire and ashes, but it did something peculiar. Some of the flames seemed to retreat back down to earth, swirling and coalescing at Alon's feet, but not burning anything. They stretched upwards, forming was seemed to be a human shape, and then disappeared in a show of smoke. Left standing in their place was none other than the Ronin, or Lance May as Alon also knew him. He was wearing what Alon had seen him in the last time they'd met, his slim fitting, pitch black glossy armor gifted to him from Venom Inc. His ronin mask covered his face, the mask made of twisted black metal and with sprouting horns. his katanas were sheathed at his hip, blades that looked like they needed to be sheathed so they didn't slice the air apart. Savior, the brilliant white and gold blade that gleamed in the light, and contrasted heavily to Lance's shadow attire. The Demon's Heart, the pitch black sword that was more at home with all the darkness. No, black would imply color. This sword was the epitome of shadow. Finally, The Dragon Blade. A sword that was drab in appearance, but deadly in utility. Another gift from Edward "Venom" Schrader. He spoke up, his voice metallic and hard, cold and with an edge to it through the mask.[/i] "Why if it isn't my favorite magician who doesn't only pull rabbits out of hats."