Soul entered the arena listening to Angel complain about how long it had been. Finally they could fight. Prove to them he could be "trusted", prove he was an asset and was needed. would by him more time to see what had to play out. To finish the goal he had at hand. He pulled the scroll from his scythe and cut his thumb. He placed the scroll on the floor and dropped blood on it. A puff of smoke appeared and cleared soon after revealing a wooden puppet. Its head was small with two pincers. The shell that made up its body was made of metal and the legs with small knifes at the and if the middle two. The last part hung off the body had 4 pipes that stuck out of it. After he hooked up his chacra strings he had the puppet jump on his back.<br/><br/>He was ready to own whatever where to pop out at him. He hoped to show them he was the strongest, that he should be fear. The scythe stood next to him, ready for his hands to use it as needed. in his head Angel complained that it took to long for the machine to be ready.