Visitors on The Western Island.

"In the name of the god of Light, I sentence you, to death..."

Silence...

"And here I thought there were some truly strange forces at play here. Turns out it was just some idiot..." Luke couldn't help the disappointed look on his face as he stared at the hooded figure standing before him.

"Hmph! You've got a lot of nerve for someone who's about to die." A glint was seen from beneath the hood as the figure bared its teeth into a toothy grin at Luke.

"Ah, whatever. I'll give you a head start. Go on, attack me." Luke said with a sigh. 

'Is this person mental? Does he not realize how much danger he is in right now.' The hooded figure was taken aback by Luke's carefree attitude.

'What does it matter... Eliminating small fry like this should be a piece of cak-'

SHLICK...

THUMP!

A hand fell to the ground...