Storm Aura

"I'm up against the Crimson Prince?!" The young man stepped back as he took in the scene.

The place where his sword had hit Will was covered by a pitch black fabric which was embroidered with royal gold. It looked like a cloak would, shrouding Will in its darkness.

"You are doing well to keep up with me." Will said as he smiled at the young man. "I haven't had this much fun in a long time." He allowed his swords to meld with his cloak. "I think I'll answer your question now."

The young man stood at the ready. Even though Will looked defenseless without weapons, now that he knew who he was, he knew better than to believe the prince could ever be helpless.

"You really only need one of those crosses." Will pointed to the pendants around the young man's neck. "Just a little piece of that metal is enough for an entire arsenal of weapons and armor."