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"Havoc...that is your name, correct?" Heswina didn't wait for a reply, "Well Havoc, if you would do me a favor. Leave me alone, I do not wish to deal with your right now." Heswina wasn't interested in the pathedic and feeble fight this moron was trying to produce, nor was she interested in the sad excuse of a man who thought that just because he drew upon the dark arts that he was the strongest creature in existance.

did i not just say i dont fear you?

~Truinthil felt Heswina tapping into his mind and let her in for the most part, but hiding in such a way as to not appear to be hiding anything, some recent developements of his personal being that he was working on fixing. he stood there staring at her with the same empty yet full eyes as he had earlier~

i live like this because its the way i have always been. i was born of anothers hatred, pain, suffering, desire, and over all evil wants and needs. i represent every bit of vileness from the original Draeken whom i began to grow in a little over fifteen thousand years ago. he of course retained a bit of his own dark bits and pieces, but i got nothing of his good. i am the result of a demon taint on an elven soul that was mutated brutily and repeatedly over the course of many thousands of years. then to add on top of what i was born as, the original Draeken kept me imprisoned within his mind for most of the last twenty one thousand years after i had gained sentience. not exactly a life full of joy, folly, and happiness. you have suffered greatly indeed, but that is the past and the past cannot be changed. it is best to be looked over, turned over, and thought over and learned from to become a better, stronger, more able person than you were when that terrible thing happened. whether you chose the path of vileness or purity from whatever wreckages lie in your past, make the best of yourself. in my oppinion the path of vileness is most rewarding and the most fun and offers many more ways to gain power and such than the path of purity. i would suggest that path. vileness <<<<

.....i will take you both on....right now.....
*iryoku glows a blood red and a dark aura surrounds zero, still semi-transformed from earlier*

Heswina's eyes were suddenly filled with anger as she bent the seven and a half foot shaft of charred oak into the shape of her bow. She then quickly wound the crystal fiber over the top, releasing the wood the crystal fibers hummed quietly. "I underestimated you...I was wrong in assuming that I knew everything there was to know about you...and now I pay the price." Reaching to her side she pulls a slender arrow out of the, now bristling, quiver. Nocking the arrow she draws it back to her cheek, aiming it at Truinthil or where his heart was suppose to be, "Any final comments before I fire? You may or may not decide to dodge this...but I recomend that you do decide to dodge...because you did give me a valuable peice of information that I was missing." The arrow was suddenly surrounded by a crystal blue light, shadows lept in fear of this light. "Celestrail light...most people believe it has the power to banish evil...this statement is false...but it does hold the power to disable dark magic...now that you've shared something about yourself, I have shared something about what I can do...Again, do you have any final comments before I begin?"

~Truinthil looked to Zero and was about to answer when Heswina drew her bow and knocked an arrow to it. he considered her words and the effects that the arrow would have on dark magics. he tallied up the various magics that he had. only a couple of them could be considered dark magics really. he tilted his head while in thought and shrugged. he could stand to lose a couple. all his most used and most powerful ones were self made, miscellanious, and even a bit of holy magics and energies. he stood there with a grin~

you know. you may just be helping me if you loose that arrow. but go ahead. i care not.

~he closed his eyes~

Moku smiles a little, leaning back on the couch. She though it funny that everyone could be so used to fighting in the dojo, she herself was even used to it. She rubs the end of her nose, closing her eyes and focusing on where the rooms inhabitants were.