::leans his head back and closes his eyes as Chisel yanks loose the sword. He growls audibly and the flow of blood from the wound increases. He begins to pale slowly. He leans back onto the ground watching everything start to fade. As the mist moves in he laughs:: "Look...mist...I'm dying...There's even an angel...fancy that...an angel come to take away a dark knight..." ::as the Clerical god draws it's sword Reave laughs:: "That's more like it. An angel come to smite the Dark Knight. Well, I am ready. As good away to go as any. The same as I came in, covered in blood that was not my own. Well...some of this is...but no matter..." ::He shivers as the sword touches his forehead. He feels cold throughout his entire body which only reinforces the thought that he is dying. All his healing spells were anywhere from warm, to almost scorching depending on the wound. As his wounds close up, everything clears in his mind.::

::He slowly stands up as the mist fades, still drenched in blood, but without wounds. He pulls the leather throng from his hair and lets it fall, almost all the way down his back. Even with hair this long, none would call him girlish. He seems more fearcesome then before even. Picking up his sword he smiles to his comrades:: "Thank you gentlemen. I feel, quite refreshed. I believe I owe you a debt, Nasas, for your healing spell." ::he smiles and pauses. Then he points to Lemac:: "Shall we see what the Lady has in mind to continue and if she has any other comrades we should know about in advance, so as we do not kill them before they get a chance to help?"


"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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