"You rather not..." B. Battler said as he flashed a glare towards Nora, his eyes flashing red as if to warn her. Then he heard thaf Sabathiel wanted to know of his skills. "Well...I make quite the masterpieces from the corpses of ny victims....their intestines tied in ways to resemble ribbons, gouging their eyes with hammer nails...leaving their appendages dangling from their body...you could say I am a perfect rendition...of a murderer...a culprit...I have much more than that...a benefit from being created by Witches...I'm purely made out of darkness with the disguised appearance of Battler Ushiromiya...I'm not someone to...push around so easily..."