thrashmetaljunkie
Urskil had already noticed the fourth person, but he wasnt there to make friends, he wasn there to fight...he was there because Ace needed help, he wasnt at all in the mood for fighting, enough blood was on his hands for one night. Though he really didnt care much about the other person, he kept close watch through the corner of his eye, hand on hilt....He heard a noise and revaled a double edged sword as he removed it from his trench coat in amazing speed, stopping at the throat of yet another person, "Leave..." His voice pierced, reaching down to the depths of a persons soul, reaching inside and squeezing it shut, diminishing all confidence. The stranger ran. "Dude...hurry it up..if you need help walking, let me know..." Urskil said rather urgently, he was tired of this place...it reminded him of home.
"Okay." he said. He looks around the area. It reminded him of the slaughter at his village. Even down to the slash marks. He then saw a figure walking towards the front towards the front and at the center. She had long white hair. Her eyes hidden from among a set of shades. She wore dark priest clothing, but had boots to wear instead of normal church shoes. "So you came." said the voice. It was very cold, yet had a feminate touch to it.
"Who are you?" Asked Ace. "Oh, what you forgotten me.... My love?" the lady asked. "Aria?" asked Ace. "But what happen to you?" he asked. "Oh, what happen to me is nothing compare to the suffering that's about to happen to you." she said. Soon the church starts to rattle.
