<Snipped quote by Multifarious>
Big mistake.
*Grabs the scythe, the guards preventing it from reaching my flesh*
Was it?
*Pulls a railroad spike from under my cloak that also has a lavender aura to it. I throw it like a dart into the wall behind you, and the glowing handle of the scythe immediately is drawn to it, being pulled toward it with a strength like that of a truck pulling on it. The angle it is at from when you grabbed it is in such a position that the scythe, when yanked from your grasp, cuts you in half*