Smiling deviously, the Ginger walks onto the battle field. Once before he had been denied the taste of the GM's soul, and now he couldn't wait any longer. After standing still with his eyes shut for a couple of seconds, a wild cry erupted from his lips and he charged the GM with a huge battle ax materializing in his grip. On the blade and shaft were intricate designs glowing red. If anyone was able to examine the weapon, they would see the designs depicting nothing in particular, but glowed with the faces of the souls fallen to the evil deity.

When he arrive at the GM he jumped up into the air, a couple feet higher than capable of a normal human, and then came down at his opponents head.