flimmers inside the middle of the necronic army, slowly raises arms summoning his daggers. grabs their hilts and begins ravaging through the army. Laying waste to a great area of the battlefield, the ground filled with the lifeless shells of the necrons.
"allright!! my rest has been disturbed! i will not rest till these vermins lay dead infront of my legs."
summons the others (you) into the circle back to back
"Rha, eventually they will turn on you as well. fight them!"
leaves the group to their own defence and flimmers into another horde of necrons
"FIGHT!!"
slashes and lays vast amounts of necrons to waste
((my daggers are not non-physical. high-focused darkness, focused into a physical substance, they scorch through any material and cannot be destroyed))