*I frown at loosing her, then smile at being challenged by a compitent advarsary of my own species* /If thats the way you wish to play it maa'm, then so be it. Paras Nunc Kaya Umbra Lupa/ *With that, a soundless snarl escapes my mouth as time seems to stop. No one save for the two umbra wolves can seem to move. The ship begins to distort and the air becomes heavy, cold, and wavy. Kaya can feel occultic energy assault he from all angles.*
[In latin, that roughly translates, "Perpair yourself now, Kaya the Shadow Wolf." ]