Luke looked at Jenso and blinked. "Do you know who I am?" he asked, immediately closing his eyes and shaking his head, "Of course you don't. Brilliant- Listen, I've much to do in this world, starting with some business in the citadel alla golems, or whatever it is they call their little castle. Could you please let me.." He stopped again and shrugged. "No, I suppose you won't. This is your father's body, isn't it? Well, let's hope that it's not as limited as it feels." Luke positioned himself to fight and waited for Jenso to approach. "Come now, I don't have all day."

~

Vale stepped back angrily, out of Bruce's range, and flicked his sword forward. "Not a weakling, is it true?" Vale looked left, and then right. "Then I'll give it five minutes, until the shortest day of the year comes to a close," He muttered, pointing at the ceiling, "And the Moon is high in the sky." Vale tightened his right arm, and swung his blade upwards, cutting a large slit in the temple ceiling with the sheer force behind his swipe. It was large enough to light the entire room, but the sun was slowly fading. "Oh, maybe it was only three minutes? Such luck!"

	With that, Vale lunged towards Bruce and stabbed directly at him with tremendous force.