Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20170729033202/@comment-30379057-20171028034034

"C'mon..." Shade challenged, smiling. "You know you want to, Ripper of Vale."

Darian remained steadfast for a moment, as this was the man who made his early life a living hell. Possibly responsible for his father's disappearance, definitely responsible for kidnapping him as a child then forcing him to murder other children for entertainment, then killing his only friend right in front of him. However, Darian then thought, and reconsidered. He relaxed, exhaling as his eyes changed to their usual color. He released his grip on Pierce and stood up.

"That's not who I am anymore," he said. "And Aster's right. I don't kill. What kind of huntsman would I be then?" he nodded to Aster. "Take 'em."

Disappointed upon failing to break Darian, he hatched a new plan. His neck was badly injured in the collision, and if twisted enough, it might break. He began to smile.

"That's a shame, but too bad you won't get this out of your head once you see it." his smile grew wider. "See you in Hell." he began to tilt his head, trying to snap his own neck.