Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5726563-20131004211129/@comment-17970636-20131026181204

Sven shook his head a couple of times and then turned to face Solas, his eyes flashing furiously. He spoke for the first time using his regular voice.

"So, you think that I'm the culprit just taking me at face value? Solas Chiaro, a boy so sheltered taht he needs three teammates to watch his back." Sven snarled.

"How about I give you a quick introduction to my fighting style? Which I learned after my best friend stabbed me." Sven said in a low growel, his scar beginning to glow golden now with his aura was circulating in the one spot that it stayed.

"And how about you meet the devil now."

Sven's eyes turned bright silver and he gave Solas a sharp uppercut with his left arm and then changed the tonfa in his left hand to nunchuck form.

"You want to bash my face out the back of my head, why don't you try, Solas Chiaro."

Sven sprinkled two dozen spikes on each of his tonfa and his eyes began to show the slightest bit of red.