"Well see that collar, when we found him he froze half of my team solid with some kind of powers. And another quater he killed with this funky looking sword." Lifting a sheath he pulled a saphire blade out and showed it to her. "So we slapped this collar on his neck to suppress his powers. Supposedly he is the last of his kind."[/grey]
Blades eyes glinted when he saw the sword and despite the shock he shoved his arm through and nearly grabbed it as the field burned his skin. He pulled back and glared at the two of them. "Keshitara melat nikto." His blue eyes glowing fiercly.
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