[@Wraithblade6]Darko laughed and clapped as Bancrul sat up with his skull in hand and placed back on his head. [color=2e3192]"I will follow and serve my Lords Champion. My Hammer and my warriors are yours to command."[/color] Smashed his large armored fist into his chest. And Darko looked at Chakan. [color=2e3192]"Slaying my generals is not necessary, entertaining, but not necessary. Next Challange is Cunning. I trust you two know each other very well."[/color] 

There was a smell of a dying rose in the air and floating in from the ceiling was the infamous Scream Rose. She smiled in her torn outfit with a rapier in one hand and a purple rose in the other. Her skin pale as the moon and hair as lovely as the rose in her hand. Her nails were dark purple and sharp and she knew what was about to take place. [color=ed145b]"I hope your ready for this. My old friend."[/color]

The Scream rose was cunning when it comes to her abilities. And she knew that she was to be outsmarted by the Immortal champion.