BJ Blascowitz
Kargate cut through a Fleen, teh glaive passing through him like a hot knife through butter. He saw Amber of teh back of one, endlessly stabbing him in the neck. "Ha! Now this is a fihgt i havent had a for awhile!" The warrior yelled happily. He thre himself on another Fallen and started striking furiously.
(( Fleen...? Really? ))
Rast laughed as he parried a blow from the Warlord, but his eyes expressed horror. He stared up into gleaming victorious eyes, having opened himself fully for an attack, and a moment later an intense flash of light nearly blinded Rast. A second later a roaring noise of incredible loudness was heard. The Shadow Warlord was dead, and Rast was down on the ground nearly ten yards away, motionless. In the center of the blast radius sat a small child, clothed in all white, with a head draped in a white cloth.