A dark figure stood behind Tom Field, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest after seeing it. The Dark figure was at least four meters tall, practically a giant next to the puny Tom.
The figure's body was made out of thick dark armour, making it look like a hulking dark knight, with a red glow in the eyes of it's helm.
Tank (The High Dark Curse): Step aside. (Tank spoke in a deep soul wrenching voice)
Tom fell to the ground in fear, crawling away from the large monstrosity. After Tom had left Tank's presence, the High Curse proceeded to move forward, shaking and breaking the ground with each step he took.
Tom Field: Is that thing on my side? (Tom wondered for he could clearly see that the two Curses were not good friends)
Bloodshed: You're a Dark Curse, right?! One of Midnight's?... Do you really think you can beat me? (Bloodshed asks confidently)
