Ghaleon has landed, His attack met with another. This was good, for the fight would be well worth the trouble they brought over him. He would hope for nothing less. Just as his torrents where slapped away, Gunshots could be heard, Familiar shots to be sure. He quickly lifted his blade and blocked each hunk of metal like it was nothing, Only to smirk and push his aura behind him, to prepare for a counter. His blade came to his side just as his opponent, placed his weapons against him.<br/><br/>His aura would snake out from hiding in the aether to place it's blade against the nape of his opponents neck. Even if the aura was angelic, this aura was augmented by the Blade itself, Making the difference between angel and other races obsolete. This weapon was the one that allowed him to escape heaven in the first place, escape his seraphic captors, who still carried their angelic livelihood. He was ready to cut the angel down, Only when he heard the words spoken from the man, Him thinking deep as he heard the voice, not the words themselves. His blue swirls would widen as he lowered his head a little, shaking his head in annoyance."....And Bestows grace upon the weak and powerless..." He said softly. His zavier form breaking.<br/><br/>"Codam, really need to watch you back..." The aura would smirk and slap him against the back of the head playfully."Or stop walking alone and come with me next time..." He laughed, stepping away from him as he put his blade away, a smile on his face. As he looked around the place, he noticed a young looking woman behind a rock, him tilting his head some."And who's this, Another one of your associates?" He asked calmly, waving his hand to her lightly."It's alright, you can come out..." He said softly.