OoC: actually, I was going to stick something in here myself about black blood. Have you been reading my mind or something?

BiC: "Yes, black" thought Insane Warrior, sensing 04512-A6's confusion. He picked up a roof tile and tossed it at 04512-A6. 04512-A6 reacted quickly, climbing the trellis to reach the man, no not man, thing that was up there. He dove at Insane Warrior, hoping to kill with this attack so he could see what Insane Warrior really was. His fingernails, sharp and tough like claws, tore into Insane Warrior's chest cavity. His hand went straight out the back, with no organs in the way. No heart? No meaty heart to feast on when the battle was done? He pulled his arm back out, looking at the black blood covering it, when he noticed that Insane Warrior had not so much as flinched when he had an arm stuck through his torso.

"Strange. Is it dead already?" thought 04512-A6. He got his anwer when a swift kick propelled him off the roof onto the hard ground below and was followed by the small figure, who was now holding a sword made of gleaming white crystal, with an unearthly black fire inside it. Blood poured onto the ground and pooled around their feet.

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