The mask dropped. (A BA Knight)

Ooc: I'll be using Cross in my signature.

Bic:

The mask dropped. It fluttered through the air and got caught on a branch of a tree, right where Cross could get it if it became too much. His eyes were still closed, but he knew what was around him. He almost never did this, the spirit realm was something he hated to see. He knew he had to do this. He had a horrible fever, so bad he was afraid that he might die. He knew that his body was being attacked by dark forces as of why most diseases and problems come to be. He had to do something about it.

Unsheathing his sword, he took a deep breath as he prepaired the fight. His eyelids popped open to see a small legion of red colored spiritual demons. They were less than half his size, but still deadly. Some of them were digging their heads into his chest trying to kill him with a horrible fever. Cross spun and swung his sword around his chest, severing the demons's spirits into nothing, sending them back to the fiery pit of hell. He turned to the others as he slashed them with ease. Soon they were all gone. They were either killed or fled in fear. Cross turned to the tree that held his blindfold, but before him was a spirit of a living being. Someone with a red spirit, showing that they had trouble or were angered, or that they were mad at someone or had hate in their soul. Or things much worse. The one spirit you would not want to see in someone was a red one.

Cross closed his eyes, if this turned into a fight he would have to fight without his mask.

Ooc: It's short only because I'm watching a movie.

Ooc: Alright then, I assume you're using Tuariv? lol

Ooc: Alright then, anyone else?