[b]Nox nodded slowly. Not bad. So Grim had not sent him off with a newbie or an incompetent. This was not going to be a hand-holding exercise. Which then begged the question, why two overpowered bad-asses in the same place? In a universe of infinite possibility, there were an equal number of infinite realms/realities/planes. More than enough to go around. But Nox just shrugged such thoughts away. He wasn't there to think or question. He was there to make art. He was there to help paint a masterpiece he had spent a millennia perfecting. [color=black]"Not bad, Shades. The little light show was pretty. Bright and flashy, just like you, eh? I'm more a purveyor of meticulous simplicity."[/color] Slamming the revolver into it's holster, he drew his sword from its scabbard. Old and deadly, just like him. He looked to the swarming mass of zombies. 400 yards and closing. Nox took a step forward, sword in one hand. After his fourth step, he swiftly bought the sword to his left, and slashed across in a horizontal slice. A thin black line was left in the air, following the wake of the darkened blade. As if on cue, the front lines of the zombie hoard stopped as their torso flew from their body, flailing arms and screeched groans slapping together into a cacophonous chorus of anguish and destitution. Easily a few hundred bodies removed from their legs. [color=black]"Simple, effective. Just like me."[/color] Nox regarded his new companion for a moment. [color=black]"The name's Nox. Been at this shite for longer than I care to remember. Got any other tricks under than facepaint of yours, Shades?"[/color] Nox had ignored the skull, but had taken in its last tumbling words. [color=black]"Show me how you are going to clean up this...Necromortia"[/color] 300 yards, and Nox gave another embellished slash, another group of undead warriors finding themselves severed into two neat pieces. After the disappointment of his last extermination, maybe having a friendly face to bounce off of and drive him was just what he needed. Nox wasn't sure, but it felt like he may have a small smile under his mask. [/b]