Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20161001063219/@comment-13488655-20161025235040

"... You do realize that I could have killed you a thousand times over. And don't try to fool yourself into thinking you could handle me." Mask replied with a small hint of annoyance, almost like he was staring at a bothersome fly. The worst part was, he was most likely right. Mask had taken down professional huntsmen single handedly. Very few people could take him on at half his strength and those who would bring out his full strength in battle were legends in their own way.

"... Before the year is over little prince, I'll get her to spill blood. And you know what'll make it special? I'll make it so that it feels so good, it'll become a drug to her. And you, wanting to keep her on the straight and narrow, will limit her to going after 'baddies' for her fix. I'll finish my little 'parenting test' and you'll have the ideal soldier. Win win, wouldn't you say little prince?" He taunted, his feet now firmly rooted in the ground for battle. If Wolfe even tried to attack, he'd end up getting one hellova counter on him.