[center][h2][color=Black]Ravana/Logan Montgomery[/color][/h2][/center]

Ravana's senses picked up the whip suddenly coming his way and quickly manoeuvred to avoid the approaching weapon, the edge of the whip colliding with the tip of one of his swords, giving it a white crack which fanned out for a few centimetres. He hissed. [color=Black]"If you had any sense about you, then you would care what I am. But it doesn't matter anyway. You'll be dead before long. As will all of these.... metas... that serve as obstacles of what is to come.[/color]. 

Ravana glanced at his opponents - they were both long range. He must adapt. He lowered his swords, slightly, before the weapons cracked and segmented into long chain like forms, which he scraped against each other amber eyes piercing the two down, before he lunged with a snarl back at the half demon who had took aim at him. The gunman could be dealt with after. 

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