"Of all the places you can choose to die, you chose the top of a wild beast?"
Ace and Keith landed on top of the shadow dragon that was carrying Stark.
"Who said anything about dying?" Keith retorted.
"We're putting an end to this madness, you've gone too far father."
"Father?" Stark scoffed. "Ungrateful fools like you have no right to call me father."
The twins gritted their teeth.
"Ready?" Ace asked not taking his eyes off theur father.
"No," Keith replied calmy. "But then again who can actually get ready to take on the world's greatest assasin on the top of a dragon?"
"Hehe, you're right I guess." The two smiled.
Ace having received a shadow thanks to Reginald, created a pair of shadow daggers.
Keith followed suit making a pair with his miasma.
"And now, for the extra touch." The ex-assasin smiled. He coated the shadow daggers with hus dark aura making them larger by a little.
