***Dylious stood tall, even taller than Arcane as the fierce flames rose higher and higher around the ring.***



***Throwing his cloak off, Dylious revealed is Greek sculpture-like frame, his eyes black... his intent clear... destroy anything that stands in his path of getting to the Death family.***

His voice turns persistent, deep and diabolical,
"Be not in my way fool, I seek the daughter of Darkspade, or Spade himself... turn them over, or be it your life simpleton."
His tone commanding, calm and direct, he seemingly stares through the soul of Arcane,



***Arcane doesn't budge as Dylious has now backed him all the way into the corner of the flame surrounded ring...
Growing aggravated, Dylious' voice sounds possessed satanic as he grabs Arcane by his leather belt, lifting him from the canvas...***

"SURRENDER THEM TO ME NOW!!!"
He roars,