"Why, [i]but how?[/i] Would be a much wiser question, [i]you don't think,[/i] [b]but why would he now,[/b] [i]only if only,[/i] I am here to speak with you, Vee vee, Victor! Why else? I assure you there will be no need, [i]not a single requirement[/i], for you to defend yourself. I mean no harm, [b]not yet,[/b] so please relax yourself! And allow me to introduce you to a gaze that you won't soon regret exchanging on this fine night, [i]with this fine knight,[/i]" The stranger sung, madness ever present in his voice. He then bowed forward to match Victor's height and stare deeply into his eyes. "Take a look, don't be shy, into the eyes of Damien Valefor, or simply Vale, [b]lest you mimic the unrighteous mockery that my bloodline begs to taunt me with so vividly.[/b]"

	From the corner of his eye, Victor might have seen another purple flash from somewhere behind a nearby house on his right. Vale seemed to notice it as well, shifting his gaze for a moment and cringing profusely before his smile and focus returned to Victor. "Pay me some attention, please, your fear, [i]although warranted and flattering to no degree,[/i] in unnecessary, [b]for now.[/b]" He paused and frowned for a moment before speaking again. "Look into my eyes and see god, or what passes for god in these ill-begotten times."