*soulless would look at the man as he turned around and spoke. his words spoke powerfully and down to the small chiled that stood before him. talked down to soul? no one did that. not even his parents. even if we was banished he did not like being talked down to. he would take no kindness to those who thought he was better then soul. * Don't talk to me like that. i don't take kindly to people like you. now that you understand. where am i?" *the casualness in his voice had slight irritation and concern he would stare at the man for a while looking into his eyes. soulless didn't want to fight and probably kill the man. he could sense the strange power that emanated off of the cloaked man. it would be a glorious battle, one that hopefully didn't end with angle as the victor.*