Of course Dagger was used to fighting, trouble always seemed to follow him and it seemed so did fighting. And of course he loved to fight. He too had been getting ready for the fight and the hour soon arrives. Dagger approaches the circle, of course he too was bare chested, of course his skin was more pale than any other vampire in the coven because of being an albino. He was well toned and the only scars that he had was the brand mark and the scar across the back of his left shoulder. He enters the circle with an arrogant smirk. He wasnâ€™t arrogant he just wanted to piss Nathan off even more. He knew that he could probably even kill him, but since he was Aleeraâ€™s second in command that would probably upset her.  He watches as Nathan bows and does the same thing as he did mimicking him. Of course since he was from Romaina and the moved to the south, his fighting style was different. Way different from most vampires, he didnâ€™t like to keep traditions. He then gets into a stance, waiting for Nathan to make the first move. Thatâ€™s how he always started his fights out, letting his opponets make the first move.