Giggling even more as the blows do land, only giving him all the more reason to giggle at this play fighting. His sword still a blur as he keeps up the movement, not at all interested in the cleric behind the fighter, or the wolf behind him. Or even bothering to twitch when a hold person tried to land on him. Seeing the ray come towards him and doesn't even bother to dodge it, letting it sink into his being.<br/><br/>Giggling all the same while drawing the blade of light over his body, as the arcane energy of the ray seeps into the sword itself, changing the brilliant white into a milky gray, the hum of the sword changing pitch to something more dark, more sinister. Drawing the blade up along his arm, before pointing the tip back at the girl that cast the spell!<br/><br/>A brilliant yet gray beam of energy shoots out of the sword, craving it's way through the air to land on and past the witch that would dare cast a spell at him! The bolt slamming into the wall and sparkling in more energy and leaving a good sized hole where it landed. Still giggling to himself while twirling the blade all the same in his hands, the blade back into its brilliant white aura.<br/><br/>Before the rest of you can stare much in wonder, he stabs the sword into the ground, the brilliant white blade sliding into the stone like hot knife into butter. Slashing the ground in front of him, leaving a searing rip in the ground. Saluting the fighter in front of him, before jumping and falling into the line in the ground.<br/><br/>He is just gone, but the giggling just fills the tomb, echoing off of the stark walls. <Hee hee! I do have my duties, but that is no reason to not have fun, isn't it? Oh my, so much fun you'll give me!><br/><br/>(DC15 reflex save to avoid the gray beam entirely. If you fail, 6 energy dmg and 5 str damage.)<br/><br/>(http://img11.imageshack.us/img11/7880/tombf.th.jpg) (http://img11.imageshack.us/i/tombf.jpg/)<br/><br/>