Dear god, woman, can't newbies ever find their place? *The man that calls to her stands behind her, about six feet back. He is thin, just reaching 5'10". He appears to be your normal scrawny guy, except that his skin is too pale, and his eyes are a blazing crimson. He wears a skin tight black armor-clothing-thing, and a black mask revealing only his eyes and the bridge of his nose. He appears to be unarmed, except that when he puts his right hand to the back of his neck, it begins to form a green smoke. From the smoke is a four and a half foot long dark blue katana broadsword mix. When fully formed, it ignites in ominous emerald green flames. He holds it in front of him, ready for the fight* Been here a year, and I wanna see what this "New generation" has in stock. [spoiler]Throw everything ya got[/spoiler]