"Nice to know the value of my life." Scythe said smirking to himself as he kept his eyes fixed on the assassin. Something had seemed odd about the speech though. It had sounded almost... feminine. A hunch started to creep up on him an it sent chills own his spine. There were only a handful of assassins skilled enough to go toe to to with him and only one that he could think of that wasn't a man. Zero the thought made him cringe slightly and he saw her diver for her sword. He was too slow to react an she had alreay managed to grab his sword before he could leap back and face her again as he curse. "You're Zero aren't you?" He spat. "Well bring it on." He reached spun his scythe around and brought the tip whistling down towards her shoulder.