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"Somewhere around twenty centuries old friend. I've lost count. In fact, I'm surprised that you even recognize me. A lot has changed in that time."

"Now if I remember correctly, my full name was Xtopherus Albion Septimus Misericordia. But I believe you knew me as Albion." He looked around. "Now are you going to manifest, or must I devour your soul right here and now?"

(lit. Christopher Albion The Seventh Son of Mercy)

The man slowly became completely shrouded in a dark haze. As it dissipated, it became clear that his entire visage had changed completely. He now stood before the snake in a white and gold chest plate. On his left arm was a huge round shield, with a beautifully detailed lion engraved upon the entirety. In his right hand, The Ravager had become a gorgeous gold and silver rapier, the wire framed handguard extending up his forearm; quite unique. His right shoulder bore a large pauldron in the shape of a roaring lions head in matching color to his chest piece. He wore a pleated armor skirt of gold and white, and beautifully adorned shinguards from knee to ankle. His shoulder length black hair contrasted his armor quite well. As his face came into view, it was noticed that the left half of his face was covered by a golden gladiator style mask. Ialo immediately recognized the face, despite being cut in half. It was the same mask the figure in the dark armor bore.

"Perhaps you recognize me now, eh?"

"No. It most certainly shall not." He charged the snake, shield up, rapier back. He darted to the left, then the right, then back to the left, then back, then forwards to the right, in an attempt to confuse it. He was insanely fast on his feet. "Albion The Great is finally back!" He somersaulted high into the air, and came down attempting to smash the snake with his shield.

"Caecus Slash!" He whirled the Rapier around to meet the tail of the snake, the blade glowing in a horrendously bright light.

(lit. Blinding Slash)

"And why do you suppose it was that I was a famed Gladiator? My good looks?" His purple eye began to glow, and he located the beast through its thoughts. He whirled around low, left foot far out and scraping the ground. For a Gladiator he was extraordinarily graceful and fluid. Perhaps those reasons in themselves were part of the reason he was such a capable warrior. The dust began to stir up around him, meanwhile he leapt backwards quickly, leaving a good sized cloud of dust whirling in the center of the cave. With his sight cleared, he launched himself through the cloud as cover, and came at the snakes soft underbelly with his Rapier.

"I've forced nothing upon you Serpent. Had you remained asleep, you still would be." He raised his shield once more. "Do you remember Brittanicus? That vampire from the land of Albion that eventually bit the Emperor Licinius after the fool had him installed in the palace and visited him in the middle of the night to congratulate him? Here's a technique I learned from him."
He attached the handguard of the Rapier to the underside of the shield, and hurled the shield like a discus at the snake with immense force. The whirling blade began to glow a gold yellow as it went towards the beasts neck. Meanwhile Albion rushed forwards, leaping atop the snakes head, grasping onto him with immense force in an effort to hold him still.

((by the land of Albion I mean the ancient name of England))
((yes the Licinius thing is historically accurate. Whether or not he was ACTUALLY bitten or merely thought he was is up for debate))

((and I just noticed the fact that I completely ignored the 10 centuries thing earlier HAHAHAHA xD))