The scythen was hit yet shockingly shrugged it off and chuckles. Speaking in a old rugged voice. "You know the roar is usless against my kind Bii,and you know you won't get the Crystal!"<br/><br/>It stared at Bii as memories flashed by of his old battles and his glory. He is the strongest of the Scythren of his time. He could no longer remeber his name. He was known now as the last.