Damian's eyes narrowed from irritation towards the metal clad man. "Fine. I'll tell you a bit more. My name is Damian. My power... " Damian's voice got slightly gravely and more sinister as he spoke these next words, "Is fear. I consume it. It fuels me. I AM fear. It makes me stronger, faster, and once I consume enough of it, I start to become it. Giving me control of the shadows themselves. Able to see through them and use them as part of my own body. Form them into weapons even. At my current state, I could probably punch this side of the castle's exterior walls down with one blow and outrun a horse." His voice returned to normal.<br/><br/>"However, in reference to this orb. I know exactly where it is. Well... sort of. I know where it's being held, I just don't know where the place it is being held is, exactly. That's why I was after the person leaving this castle, to find the place it is being held. But I'm not after the orb, primarily. You help me ambush my target on their way back to the castle, we interrogate them, and we find the place I'm looking for, and you can keep the orb after I finish my mission. We will have a deal once you tell me your name and abilities in turn."<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Guards abandoned some of their positions around the city walls and came rushing towards the now destroyed gates. The captain of the guards barking orders about fixing it, raising a barrier to hold out the Nightmares, and how desperately they needed more guards. They scrambled around placing massive planks over the broken gate in an attempt to rig it up for now. The Nightmares could be seen all around the walls and only just now where they nearing the gates. It was now a race to see who completed their goals first.