A devilish smile curved on Ryuga's lips. His Shadow Eye glowed terrifyingly red, and his other eye oozed Purple ohra. This was the appearance of a devil incarnate.
"Oliver... or should I say, Semboku Senji. I have to admit, I couldn't wait for what I am about to do to you. Since you and I have come this far, my happiness is nothing if not... profound." Ryuga spoke oozing even more ohra that cloaked his back, arms and legs.
Oliver had an unfathomable expression on his face. A mixture of both surprise and fear. He held his bleeding jaw as if keeping it from falling off. Blood dripped heavily into his hand that it spilled out.
It didn't fall on the ground as they were no longer on Ashenveil. This was the boundless space beyond the universe.
"Impossible. How is it that you are.. alive?" He muttered sending his gaze to Ryuga.
