MArk just smirked "well all i remember is a demon by the name of Diarow...well, if he does remember me, i would be alittle younger last time i met him, right now i am near 20, i was on the fireld of battle at 7, cause you know, dragon blooded people are the best warriors to send in before the humans..." His faced cringed alittle at this. "I met him on the field, or after it. One of the last alive and I thought he was going to kill me, but he did not, i never knew why...i am in his debt however...i suppose it could have been mercy for i was forced into the front lines and he saw how much i hated the human race after they sent me and my best friends who where like me to die." Face relaxed alittle "heh, so that is his full name? well i was still young at that time...he might remember the little kid with a broadsword with a large scar on his right eye." MArk then saw Drake "sorry, i tend to ramble alittle to much when i talk about the past.