[center][color=662d91][h3]Vega Ashcroft[/h3][/color]
Dragon Heart Guild Hall
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[center][color=8493ca][h3][i]VOID[/i][/h3][/color]

Vega's ears perked quickly as he heard before spotting a familiar purple flash in the corner of his eye. Who was it? Well he had some idea, and not that he cared. Everyone was already scrambling away but he stood there, letting people pass or shoving them so that they'd have to circle around him.

[color=8493ca][h3][i]DRAGON'S[/i][/h3][/color]

The area and expected impact zone was clear already. Vega's form flared as it formed his familiar cloak.

[color=8493ca][h3][i]DROP![/i][/h3][/color][/center]

The blast blew the benches, tables, and chairs of the guild hall all around, the explosion was enough to cause smoke rummaging out the windows. But as the mess cleared, and Dreadlin's voice roared in scold to the Void Dragon Slayer, a foot to his face, followed by a black mask with glowing purple eyes stepped from the dust. Whether or not he'd block it, or take it head on, the force and sudden appearance would be enough to force him to fly back several feet.

[color=662d91]"Kuhahahaahahahah! And I thought I was the crazy one! How's we have some fun before the guild master shows up?!"[/color], his voice echoed ominously beneath the mask as it broke away again, leaving only his signature coat, he did a motion as if swinging a blade over his shoulder and as he did so, his scythe took form.