"Young lady, do you know the Lord of Death?" Theron asked as he stepped towards the beast. Beneath him, energy began to converge lifting him above the Abyssal Waters.
"I've heard of him." Alice nodded.
Of course, she wasn't going to expose the fact that she knew him very well.
"The Abyss Lord of Death presides over the dominion of death. What he kills stays dead. The avatar of death that descends upon his command. All regeneration null as Death is the end of all things." Theron spoke.
"With these things in mind, I suppose my power is simply a tool to bring my enemies towards death." He chuckled.
Reaching out with his hand, he pulled out a single blade.
"!!!" Alice felt a chill.
It was a simple weapon with no guard crafted from a strange silver and black material. A constant swirl trapped within the metal. And from where the guard should have been, black and white energy coiled and crackled.
