[b]"I don't care about your name!"[/b] The man shouted, closing the gap between himself and Felix, [b]"That sword, that soul! Where in the world did you come from? This miserable little kingdom has brought few that meet any significant criteria!.. Ah, but what am I wasting my time for?"[/b] The man's arm rose, and began to change in color and shape, until it was shimmering like newly polished steel. His arm was a blade, unlike any Felix had seen before. Magic?! Magic was rare among the adventurers, and coveted by royalty! Who the hell was this?

	[b]"Kill him!"[/b]

	[b]"Run through him!"[/b]

	[b]"Night night!"[/b] The masked man whispered, rising his hand and dropping it towards Felix with a slight delay.