The assassin remained motionless, his slate-grey eyes glaring at the man that stood on the other roof top. The first thing he had noticed was that the man was taller than he was, though the distance would make the difference difficult to deduct. Instead of the size, which wasn't going to be a big factor should these two figures fight as he often came across individuals who are larger, he concentrated on the details of the man's apparel. The first thing that he noticed was that the man was covered completely from head to toe, bar a partition that revealed that the man had snow-white hair on his head. He deducted that the man had a similar role in society; an assassin who would fight on the other side of the law for another person's gain. The only thing that he didn't know was who that other person was. The there were two things that gave clues as to who this man worked for, if he was indeed an assassin. The first group would be related to the colour of the uniform, which was a shade of dark red that was almost black in colour. [i]Could he be a person working for one of the other deities?[/i] If that was the case, then perhaps provoking a confrontation would be beneficial, especially if Ixion was the victor. The other clue; the convenient timing that this man appeared and killed Blue during the battle that happened before. She was most likely able to have found him with the presence of the Grand Master in him, so wards. Whether the man had killed her in order to save someone under the Infernal Lord's contract was another possibility. [i]Is is also a servant?[/i]

[i]"Tha's a mighty strange thin' for an assassin to say, innit? Ye're either a big ol' hypocrite, mate, or real bad at yer job. 'Sides, be'er I kill 'er than you, eh?"[/i]

The man's words didn't faze Ixion one bit. It was something he had a knack for while he was on the streets as taunts were a common thing for those useless thugs to use. The one thing that he had noticed during the man's conversations in the corner of his left eye was what the other man, his temporary ally, had done with Blue's body. He had reached the woman's body, placing his head in the area where her neck was. It was when the man's head had made contact with her bare flesh did a lot of the pieces of this man's puzzles fall. [i]He is a vampire,[/i] he thought, his head and eyes didn't move one bit. [i]That explains why he was unusually quick and spoke the way he did.[/i] As the man left the woman's body and climbed up to their level, the assassin made a mental note to especially keep an eye on him should they remain companions in the future. Nothing would ruin his day or night than having sickle-sharp fangs pierce his neck. But that note will have to be dealt with at another time. For now, this newcomer was his first and foremost item on his agenda. And he still has to respond to the retort. “At this moment of time, I'm just another sword-for-hire. Besides, there is only one difference between you and me: I [u]don't[/u] leave witnesses. As for if it was better, she would have suffered a fate worse than death if she was killed at my hand.” He became more cryptic when he spoke the last sentence. After all, it was related to how he obtained his teleportation in the first place. Once he had finished and the vampire had reached their level, the man spoke again.

[i]"Would ya wait a minute, eh? I'd like to finish givin' ol' Blue 'er gift... I don't real have an' business with ya. Either of ya."[/i]

During that little speech, Ixion noticed that the man pulled something from inside one of his coat pockets: a small, black leather-bound book. It was then when he noticed a sword on his hip. The sheathed blade looked very similar to the second sword that Blue had pulled during their confrontation. While he did not see the weapon that both she and this man had, he had deducted that it was more powerful than the blade the he had seen from the Duke's servant. The assassin was certainly curious as to what was inside this book and had been tempted to try and obtain it. But even then, he didn't know if there were any 'hexes', if things that that exists, on them to prevent anyone else from using the book. He first must observe this man use the...

[i]"But that is where you are mistaken."[/i]

Ixion's trail of thought on what was going to happen was lost as the vampire spoke, breaking the silence that hung in the air like old cloth on a line. Before the assassin could think or say anything, the man was already in motion, leaping into the air to the rooftop that the newcomer was on and begun to grapple with them. While he did admire the vampire's speed, Ixion certainly did not appreciate his rashness and, in his opinion, stupidity. None of them had seen this man fight, so how would he know if that sort of thing was something this person enjoyed the most. No, he certainly had to do something about that, especially as he spoke. [i]"You denied me a soul for him, his hand. Perhaps, it's fate though. Better I kill you than her, yes?"[/i]

Ixion had to act now, especially if he wanted to see what importance that book had and, more importantly, to save this fool. Not wanting to launch a full-bodied attack against the vampire, without facing that bloodlust's speed, he decided another tactic. At that point, he decided on his chosen method, muttering a chant he used before.“[i]Kalreth dreth haav rwethw pleed menrirl idrith cabr saadrai.[/i]" The illusion spell was instantly sent to the vampire. If it was successful, the vampire would see a shadow apparition that was exact in his shape, size and detail, launching a kick to his head, forcing the vampire to avoid the attack. Out of breath, the assassin decided to move, getting himself into a defensive pose in case the vampire attacked, his kusarigama in hand. “You idiot!” he roared, his piercing eyes now focused on the vampire in anger. “This very moment in time is not the time for those stupid actions. Besides, [u]you[/u] inserted [u]yourself[/u] in [u]my[/u] fight. You didn't deserve the right to kill her.” His slate-grey eyes then focused onto the man's violet eyes. “And neither did you. You do what you need to do, but you made it my business when you got yourself involved.”