Welcome to the Animus - (Accepting)

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Fighting? You call hiding behind illusions fighting?"  

[Zahzi]

"There will be no interruptions here. All I have done is level the field boy..."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"I doubt it." He grunted.
"You Assassins never fight fairly."  

[Zahzi]

"Pick up the ******** blade and find out if I am a cowardly Assassin or Reaver."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"I already know what you are." He grunted, pulling out his own blade.
"Assassin."  

[Zahzi]

One of the sickles under Reaver's garb then came into view.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Well? What are you waiting for?" He asked, tilting his head.

"Attack me. Coward."  

[Zahzi]

Before the Templar even finished the sentence, Reaver lunged right at him, the blade at the ready.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

The Templar gave a grunt, holding his blade up and catching the sickle by it's curve (the sickle now 'wrapped' around the blade').
"Sloppy." He grunted. "Using emotion in battle makes you sloppy."  

[Zahzi]

Another sickle then made its way toward the Templar.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

One of the hands on the handle of the sword then reached down and grabbed the sickle, grabbing it before it could cut him. This hand was different from the other, as the fingers were covered in a metal shaped to make them look like claws, preventing the blade from cutting them as his grip was firm on it.
"And predictable. Very predictable."  

[Zahzi]

Reaver released both blades and grabbed onto the Templar's arms.
"Yes. You are."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

The Templar just stared at Reaver, before giving a smirk as he moved his hand down so he held Reaver's second sickle in his hand. He then slashed the blade across his stomach.  

[Zahzi]

Reaver seemed to stare at the Templar's abdomen for a few moments before slowly looking at his face.
"That's not going to work~" he said as the claws shot out of the gauntlets and into the Templar's arms.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"And what about fighting fairly?" He hissed, his eye twitching at the claws as he stared down at Reaver's abdomen. One thing was off about him still, despite all the attempts to single him out.
He did not bleed...

"I gutted you like a fish yet I do not see your organs laid about before me."