The Will leans forward, looking Noriko right dead in the eyes. "It is a creation of endless, meaningless sadism." His torso seems to grow a bit, letting him loom a bit forward. "If you know of the Ebon Dragon, know that he made it!" The skin darkens, and his eyes whiten, almost luminescent. "If we could kill him for it, it would be done a thousand times over!"<br/><br/>There's a nasty crack-noise, as the limbs elongate. "And when we find the sonovabitch," by now he looks and sounds very much like the Eclipse Child, "<strong>we will <em>hunt</em></strong>." The very air reverberates for a few moments. "<strong>We ask nicely, Chosen of the Sun, relinquish it to us for destruction!</strong>