Xavier felt his body complete it's manifestation, indicating the bonding was complete, and without a moment to spare. Despite his appearance, Xavier was graceful with the twin katanas, each stroke he delivered or parried with sort of like a dance of blades. Eventually, the Puppeteer had retreated, aware he was no match for this Doll and his victim had been the wrong one. However, the fight didn't end, Xavier giving chase. [i]Nobody assaults my Master and lives to tell the tale, not anymore![/i] he thought, pursuing the Puppeteer. Eventually he found the Marionette he had attached himself to, [i]Marionettes are like shells in which to hide, the Puppeteer bonds with them, then uses them for evil deeds. Common knowledge. But the extraction of a Puppeteer is another story, one humans should not be privy to. I am sorry, Master, but this, you cannot see. I am glad our chase ended in this alley, it will make things more simpler.[/i] he thought, sheathing his black katana. He moved before the Marionette could react, the white katana blade having already plunged itself into the Marionette's body and struck the Puppeteer. Upon withdrawing the weapon, there was no visible wound on the host, thought the extraction of the Puppeteer was obvious as it was absorbed into the blade. After sheathing the weapon, he waited to speak, "You were ambushed by some unsavory types when I happened upon you, and after disarming two of them, they fled." he told the stunned former host. Xavier returned to where he had left Artemis, "Xavier. No last name, wasn't created with one. You are?" he asked. Xavier rarely ever spoke, but when he did, it was short and to the point. It seemed idle banter would be out of the question in the future.