He smiled at Tyme, watching him, "Tell me Tyme have you and Fate seen Fable lately?" his eyes burned wickedly, "I do worry about her."<br/>He backed up from Rebecca, dragging his sword along the pavement. Sparks flew from the tip of the blade. Where the sparks landed shadows formed. He looked at Rebecca.<br/>"I have to admit, you have great form with your sword." He lifted his sword off the ground slightly. "But can it match to mine I wonder?"<br/>He laughed menacingly.<br/>"It amuses me that you two think you can defeat me..."<br/>His wings shifted a little as brought his sword up.<br/>"Let's see if your thoughts ring true."