(Sorry folks....I drifted away for a bit there, but I'm back.)

::mere moments after the blast from the dragons comes, Reave bursts from his tree into the sky. Suepse flashes through the air above him, and his body is once again charged with fire and electricity. He seems to float through the air, not fly, and he lands in a small group of 4 or 5 of the ones that don't like cold. His sword comes flying down through the entire length of the body of one of them and he turns, slamming the butt of the hilt into the side of another's head, kicking it away. Seeing his momentary advantage, due to the dragons, he just begins slaughtering. Blood, guts, and steel seem to fly around him in a baneful, murderous dance.::

::as the creatures recover from their blindness, a small space seems to clear around the Dark Knight. He is covered, from head to toe in blood. Some his own, some not. His long firey red hair is coated with it in places. He turns in a circle, watching the creatures, all the living ones seem to know they have the upper hand, while most of the wounded, just lie on the ground and moan. 3 or 4 are dead, 3 wounded. As the blood flows along the ground around him, Reave crys out with a primal howl, and leaps forward into the fray again.::


"Justice Stands at Hell's Gate."

"Human beings are not meant to be restricted. Our eyes are open to so many things that are wrong. We are taught to dislike anything different, yet we are different."-David Draiman

"I am a sword with a double-edged blade, represented by a scale. I am divine. If you have been wronged, I am the one you must find, because I am blind. At the Adamantine Gates, I make my stand. Take my time-callused hand before I fade to dust. To rightfully deal me, is to be truly Just." - Reave

"A fallen angel banished from heaven, arises into the light to be received by the benevolence of God..."

"Its hard sometimes. I have such a strong sense of right and wrong. Such a belief that Justice is out there somewhere, and that every wrong will be rectified. I like to think of myself as a calm person. When I am things seem to work out perfect. But when I become rash it all blows up in my face. Is it my fault I like to see things work out perfectly? That I want to be that medieval hero I dream of, that makes the world a better place in the end?" - The Man Behind The Dark Knight

I am the Dark Knight of Hell, Reave the Just.

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