Enemies. Since the start, you both hated-no DESPISED one another since childhood.

You loathed him so much you tried to kill eachother.

Now you stood before him, the once high walls now crumbling at your feet, sword firmly by your side.

His black mask covered his features, but his yellow eyes burned into your determined soul.

You wanted to kill him, and he wanted to do the same to you.

"Hah..hah..let's make this a dance, eh?"

He holds out a hand, would you accept?