"Bury The Light Deep Within!.Cast Aside, There's No Coming Home!.We're Burning Chaos In The Wind;.Drifting In The Ocean All Alone!". — Victor Borba, Bury The Light.

-- knocking her away. "I don't have time to play with you.".

"Is that so?". Drakkon scoffed, free hand retrieving the Dragon Dagger- Both weapons brought up to block that incoming downward strike. "So vicious and cold blooded. Did I kill someone important to you, perhaps?". He'd ask, pushing back against Dani with the intention of --.

RT @AlphaPatrolGold: 𝗘𝗠𝗘𝗥𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗬!. —𝘼𝙇𝙋𝙃𝘼 𝙍𝘼𝙉𝙂𝙀𝙍!

|| So you're returned. Mega.

RT @RangerOfPink_: “You know what they say, too much pink power is dangerous.” . Kimberly Hart | Mighty Morphin Pink/ RangerSlayer/ RangerQ….

|| TRUE.

"Tell me, what has your parents said about it?". A fair question he already knows the answer to. He only brings it up to make the other realize for herself.

|| All the pride and none of the unyielding rage.

She killed a Ranger? Eric Myers at that. This is a new feeling. Pride in somebody else. "You're hardly the first to kill a Ranger.".

-- it from my cold, dead hands.".

"Oh?". The instant the blue energy appeared, Drakkon quickly reached into his cloak. Retrieving the Saber formally known as Saba, and using that weapon to cut through the fire blast- burning parts of his cloak as he passed through. "You want my Power Coin? You'll have to pry --.

"I wouldn't be so sure about that.". He'd interrupt, shaking his head. "I'm speaking from my own experience. You, kid, have not reached anywhere near what I've done. So you still have a chance.".

A roll of his eyes followed her words. "You're one of those types.".

"That's quite the conundrum, isn't it?". He'd comment, arms moving to fold across his chest. "Sometimes, it's far too late to make amends. No matter how badly you want it.".

To avoid the sweep, he simply stepped back a few paces. Putting some distance between the two of them, scoffing. "What does this accomplish?".

"Though, whether it was the WRONG choice is a matter of perspective.". He'd clarify. He could relate to her struggle, naturally.

"Yes. It is was.". Drakkon admitted, a small nod accompanying his words of confirmation. It really was the 'easier' route.

"This style. Where have I seen it before?". He'd murmur to himself, arms raising to the side to catch the kick with his forearms. Scoffing, his leg raised to kick down at Dani, since she was seemingly wide open.

Annoying, but— He'll deal with it. "You know who I am, so I'm sure you've already heard my story. I'm the one that stayed by Rita's side— And ruled with an iron fist.".

Were it anyone else, she may have succeeded. But Drakkon was a paranoid man, and a formidable Warrior with decades of experience. His hands moved quickly, fingers outstretched to flatten out his hands. Redirecting those efforts to target his pressure points. "Not bad.".