Cygnelius

"Shroud in darkness, cover thy in need. Answer my plea, death blessing." In an instant a chime of bells sounded which usually can be heard when there is a mass for the dead member of the family. But after the sound, a volume of black mist swirled all over Cygnelius and seeped inside his body while some settled to the daggers that had connected scabbard into the tip of hilt, making it longer. He dash towards Arao and flipped in the air before he acted like attacking that made Arao thrust his sword forward to him but he spinned once again and aimed at his neck which Arao avoided in hair's length. Cygnelius landed far behind him and clicked his tongue.

"I guess I'm not used to this kind of weapon. I prefer a scythe." He complained before he shakes the dagger with a little blood he got from Arao. It sizzled when it touches the ground and the soil burned black. The dagger glowed as well because of the extreme heat but there is a special material that made it able to

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