"Hmm, yes, it indeed cools my mind," Damien said as he gazed at the beautiful face illuminated by the night. He then put away his black katana.
Feeling the eyes of others upon her, Lucrécia frowned and shouted, "What?"
"Don't be mad, Sis Lucré," Lady Valentina Onsen, the 7th Xander Gon informed her. "It's just that your mask is missing."
"Ahh!" Lucrécia touched her face and then noticed that her shinigami mask was in Damien's hand. "Dare to take my mask? Do you have a death wish, brat?" she yelled.
"And a feisty one," Damien said with a smirk. "Do you want your mask back? Let me help." He put the mask back on her face.
"Scoundrel!" Lucrécia shouted and punched Damien, but he was already standing in his previous spot. This only made her angrier, and she unsheathed her katana. "Spatial Cut! Die, bastard!" she cried as she released a reddish sword energy toward Damien.
