<span style="font-style: italic">"My name's Dantios... my other self is busy now, you gotta fight me now, not that weakling that calls himself 'Guardian Angel'.. pffft" </span><br/><br/>Ashtell raised an eyebrow. "Your a demon huh? Tough guy to...from the talk. You really have a thing against my blade don't you? Well...let me tell you something, Angels are my enemy...not you. Half demon or full I don't care. You are starting to get very annoying...punk." She spat, emphasizing the last word, just to piss him off. She held out her hand and her scythe floated back into it, magic glowing in her eyes. If this boy wanted to play dirty...he would get it. She charged him, swinging her scythe down. The blade stopped right next to his neck. Ashtell froze. She backed up slowly. "I won't kill a demon, so if you want to fight bring your friend back out to play." she snapped walking away into the smokey gloom. Now to see if he followed her...the final test.