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[i]My father is an Arch Demon. I would've been skinned if I didn't learn the old tongue."[/i] Will said, jokingly, to Shadow, before he looked towards Savannah. "...I get that, but lady, that was a person who had a life. Maybe even a family. You didn't ask him, you just turned him." His tone was fair, as he attempted reason...with her. Not with Vivianne, who would see his black and white eyes level with hers. 

"Ne. Phal. Em. Say it right, Cold One. And I have no qualms with killing...for the right reasons. You want to go, bring it. I guarantee my blood stays inside me, though yours will probably be spilled in the battle. I know your race. So. Either back down or we can take this to the woods, little girl." He barked, as his hair silently began to flow around his head, almost as if he was caught in a breeze. Then, his hair burst into flames, and his grin turned feral. "Don't poke the bear, Vampire, or I'll show you how nasty a Nephalem can get."