Digger of Graves (1)
đHeaven's Art - Black Lightningđ
Unrestricted by the space, black lightning twisted around Taf's body. While to his back May's hair became silver and her eyes blue as the air nearby became freezing cold.
"Guess your lives have begun to itch. So you have both chosen me as the remedy to relieve you of this burden. Don't worry, my methods have been tried and tested. You've come to the right person," said Taf when seeing Fenton and Felix approaching.
"You're fooling no one Mouse. Now I'll bring your head to father. Seems I'll have accomplished a feat which he failed. I'll just rip out that tongue for good measure," Felix stated.
"Aren't we chirpy? Finally grown a pair huh?" Taf retorted as he swung his war hammer sending a blast of lightning at both Felix and Fenton which they nimble dodged.