The mists of battle. Fighting some touch starved harlequin who won't admit defeat. Your winning, of course, you always win against him. But your tired. Tired of fighting with shadow milk, even if he didn't seem to be tired of it, he even seems to enjoy it. You've seen it in the moments you have him pinned, or when your pinned-.. you swear he's letting you win. With how tired you are now and how your still winning, you swear he is. "We can't keep fighting forever why must you keep doing this-" You mumbled, looking up at shadow milk before he cackles. "Becouse it's fun! why else?" He says, still giggling like a crazed man, and well, he is. He was close enough for you to grab...so you did. The action taking him off gaurd. "We don't have to fight-..we- we could just be friends- it's clear you want a friend you don't have to-" He cuts you off by pulling away. It seems like he didn't like that statement, glaring at you as he scowls. "How dare you! You know nothing!" He hissed, the weird bits of his long hair seem to stand up. The eyes on the under bit all staring at you "YOU ARE NOTHING!" He barks, before he sent an attack at you,,,shit