Ruler of the mighty Leviathan

The burns rippled through his entire right arm, it'd been so long since someone had inflicted such a wound. It reminded him of a time of the war in Atlantis, against the very knights he used to call friends. "This is.. spectacular. Who knew you wielded such strength~" Throwing the sword up and catching it with his other hand, the singed arm hanging by his side. "But I will not quit, not until every last soul is mine, including yours."

The empathy he felt gone, all he felt like was a hollow shell wanting to destroy every part of this man that had harmed millions of souls, not just one. He wanted to make sure he paid for such crimes even if it meant he too would lose his own soul.

It was thrilling. Enjoyable. To be... hurt. Like his mortal body hadn't been damaged for all of this time. Bringing a sadistic grin to his features, eyeing the other as he geared up for another attack. "Go on, keep going!" The sword began to singe the palm of his hand, discarding it with a loud hiss. Odd eyes stared back at his opponent, his good arm reaching out and summoning his own magic. "My turn~" Grinning as the familiar green hues began to scatter on the field. The seal keeping the two fighters within it "Now your only escape.. is for one of us to lose their soul. I do hope your little Pharaoh is watching!" Beginning to march toward Roy, the sword that was dropped now in his other hand. "A warrior is always trained to carry his blade in both hands..!" Spinning on his heal, the sword was soon launched at the Alchemist, aiming directly for his heart.

A disturbance from his usual prayer, the flames immediately extinguishing as he was brought back to the present world again. "So, you were naïve enough to come. And alone it seems?" Cocking his head over his shoulder "No Hermos or Critias to stand by you? What happened..? Cold feet?~"

"I made them stay behind so I can deal with you. Personally."

"Always the hero, aren't you? Timeaus?" Lowering his hood before finally facing his old friend. "Such a deal may cost you dearly, you have no hope, no comrades and no friends to help you in this fight. You expect to bring me down so easily?"

"Why did you come?"

The very card was summoned to his hand "You think the magic lies only within this? A silly little game that the monsters from my youth have been banished too?" Throwing it into the flames "It is all around you.. Once it has been accepted within your heart, you must face it and discard the darkness within!" "No, I am only here to guide you. There is a difference between that and friendship. Those people only mean to mislead you. Miss Valentine understood well. They used her as merely a stepping stone. I am offering a warning." Eyeing the weapon and extending his palm "However, if you plan to use that.. then you shan't be leaving my temple alive."

"The Orichalcos does not take disloyalty well, Zain. I trust you know this." Flicking one leg over the other while staring down the knight that stood before him. "I have been hearing some very nasty rumours about such a thing. Care to enlighten me on what i've missed? I trust it doesn't concern you?"

He stood standing in front of the King, inside scoffing that he was being questioned and not that other followers. "You missed nothing, i assure you i'm loyal to your goal. Whatever you heard is just that. Rumors you shouldn't be concerned about." He knew better than to test Dartz.

"Good. I'd hate for anything to happen, Zane." Approaching the knight and letting fingers linger near his jaw, eventually gripping it tight. "You think I am a fool?" Nails pressing into his flesh. "I know my cause is not your goal, you have been lingering around with those parasites, spotted with the Pharaoh and his little cronies." His own green stone illuminating harshly. "I want to hear you plead, why I shouldn't take your soul now."

"Critias. You dare stand here before me?! I expected more of you." His lips twisting into a cruel smirk "Yet.. you are alone. Did you really think your power alone is enough to stop me? Your chosen wielder also.. you do have a funny sense of humour~" "My divine serpent will happily destroy every bit of you!"

His eyes narrowed to the serpent his hand on the hilt of his sword. "How disgusting to see you like this Dartz, But i am not like my fellow knights. I am not soft hearted. You will be the one destroyed along with that serpent of yours!" His gaze flickered to the Kings snarling at that twisted smirk. How he hated to be against someone he once pledged too but this wasn't Dartz. "You expected more of me? The feelings on that is mutual you monster."

Maniacal laughter left him, the knight was alone - his brothers nowhere to be seen. "I gave you one chance to stay away! That ice tomb was your only hope. Yet, here you approach once again!" Extending his arms "I know all your tricks, all your mind games." A sword gracing his hand "My serpent will enjoy devouring your little soul, piece by piece!"

"I can't say i've heard or... let alone seen you before." Staring down the pink haired individual, slightly bemused someone would rival his own ecstatic hair style. "It appears our mutual displeasure of Mr.Kaiba could be beneficial to us both." Extending a hand "Dartz Paradius."

"Herr Kaiba does seem to garner various enemies, ja?" Siegfried took the man's hand and gave a firm shake. "Siegfried von Schroeder, President of Schroeder Corporation." He noted the other man's eyes, gold and emerald. A regal heterochromia, fit for a king. "Perhaps it's too bold to say upon just meeting you, but I'm of the opinion Herr Kaiba holds too many cards in this game, und I'd personally like to see him knocked down a few pegs. Unfortunately, he's proven to be quite elusive in that regard."

Retracting his hand and placing it within his purple suit pocket, intently sizing up the other. Clearly Kaiba enjoys messing with many a life. "Indeed, that was until I put my foot into Kaiba Corp. Seems Mister Kaiba's security isn't as top of the range as he likes to think. It was very simple." Turning his head "Perhaps this could be the beginning of a partnership, two gentleman with one goal in mind - destroying Seto Kaiba."

(all that belief, man, i had potential  - if i’d have got right.)

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