OoC: Eh, I'm in. I'm joining as many battles humanly possible! MUHAHAHA!

BiC: Drago looked and saw the footsteps in the sand. He followed them until he came upon a rip in the ground. "Huh? What the heck?" He looked down the pit and saw a boy sitting there in a defence stance. Then he saw a man charge at him with a ackward blade. "Hm, a young boy under attack... a strange man in a dark cloak... and it's in what reminds me of Volvaga's decription of Hell... here I go!" Drago yelled as he leapt into the pit. It was along fall, he would never make it down in time. Then he got an idea, his hand turned black and he flipped around and lauched it. It sent him down alot faster like a propeller. He turned down and whipped out his sword. He flew down and landed on the dark cloaked man. "Uh..." Drago said as he lept off. The boy looked at him funny and he returned the look.


OoC: There ya go!