The Samurai looks upon the Demon Lord with eyes that look less like the eyes of a man--or dead man and more like the eyes of a basalt monument that has stood for millenia. The Samurai merely stands in his black robe and onyx and silver armor--Katana and wakazashi at his belt--at his side.<br/><br/>There is no hint of amusement, fear, or anything in the Samurai's face, eyes, or body language.<br/><br/>The Samurai doesn't reach for his sword but stops before the pillar and speaks.<br/><br/>"I have wondered the Multiverse for thousands of years--I have never found my equal. I tire of living--kill me if you can, little demon or let me be on my way."