Matthews stopped his strike and instead turned towards Garrick. His eyes had lost the pupils. "...You...I know you. Heart drenched in hate and loathing, I know you...You befriend the Dark, yet claim to fight for the Light...Hypocracy to the highest degree!" he began to float off of the grous, his sword of light floating in the air next to him. "In the memory of Solos and all he stood for...I sentence you to death!" Six more blades of light emerged all around him, poised and ready to attack.