The figure glanced at Cifero, briefly, before returning its attention to the Reaper. The figure boomed, as the skeletal limbs held the Reaper in place. "I gave you all a chance. You, Bite...all of them...but...I have returned!" The figure swiftly drew a massive scythe, the souls of the damned screaming. The figure lifted the scythe skyward, and boomed again. "The Harvest begins!" The blade cleaved through the Reaper, absorbing his essence as it passed through his body.