RoTTeN frowned at the door that separated himself from the lovers behind it, "Why not?" he said to himself aloud. He used the black axe made of darkness, he swung it at the door with immense strength using his right hand, the door broke under the power of the axe, quickly cracking, some of it falling helplessly like broken glass to the ground while the bigger parts went flying to the end of the room, RoTTeN walked in, the wood didn't seem to bother his bare callused feet, a slight grin adorned his face.