"Can I do Judo and Krav Maga?" He steps away from the sizzling earth, and slings his scythe over his shoulder. He pulls out a random book, sitting down on the couch to read. He looks around every now and then, his eyes a dark blue, almost black. Devon looks up at Darya, and he sighs, putting the book aside and walking away from the group. He grips his massive scythe in both hands, and the weapon flickers with dark, shadowy flames. He slings the scythe around, splitting the earth, summoning Spartoi to train against, the skeletal warriors raising swords as they rush forward to spar Devon.