Nexus' eyes darted back and forth from behind his face plate, but as memories of turmoil began to grip his mind, his blue aura glowed even brighter. He felt Ren's hand grip his helmet, but responded without heed to his attempted strike. "Your chaos is [i]not[/i] that of the order," Nexus began as his sword began to shift to match Ren's own blade perfectly, "But know that I have not survived for eight thousand years within the grasp of [i]Yzeira's[/i] void to fall prey to an [i]infant![/i]" Nexus dispelled his helmet and left it to fade in Ren's clutch, darting forward a few feet before spinning around and donning a new armor once more. This time, it grew darker in coloration, and began to mimic Ren's form [i]exactly,[/i] save for the dominant blue hue. "I've little time to be wasted on you-" Nexus paused and glanced up at his four glowing orbs of energy above them. With another movement of his eyes, they crashed towards Ren, blessed with the same magical prowess that he himself harnessed, but fused with another magical energy that bore properties directly adverse to the void.

	"You face a [b]perfect creation[/b] of the void, [i]creature[/i]."