Tezztor stared at the shadowed figure, tears welled up in his eyes. "If only I had been there I could've saved you." he growled, in furiated. "My foolish pride took me from you then they took you from me. The demonss." A look of bloodthirst came over him, he roared at the shade. "Foul demons took you from me. No matter how many I slew that night, they jusst kept attacking. I failed to keep them from you. It should've been me." he knelt to the ground, broken, pounding his fist upon the rock then stopped.
He walking up to the shade reaching out to touch her chin. "I hunted them down, killed mosst of their kind with the demon's bane destroying their very soulss. I killed most of them.... "his voice trailed off as one of his eyes turned to Attica. He shook his head "No, if I turn to bloodlust I will be no better. My love would never want it that way" As soon as he said that the shade grabbed his wrist and he felt a horrible magic course through him, making him feel the bloodlust and pain he had felt that night. He tried to fight it without success. Struggling he reached into his pack and pulled out the demon's bane. " Demonss might of taken her but they will not take me" he said as he plunged the dagger deep into his own chest. The shade vanished that instant leaving Tezztor reeling on his hands and knees. "My faith.. has been tested." he said smirking as he coughed up blood.