"Hmph, amateurs." He notices the Spartans. "Speaking of which..."
[i]Hah! Meatheads![/i]
I'm with you on that one.
[i]Can we kill them? Pleeeeeeeeeaaaase?[/i]
Maybe later. But I'm not making any promises.
[i]You and your morality.[/i]
You and your lack of sanity.
[i]Touché.[/i]
He walks over to the Spartans and sits on a bench. He takes out his sword, it's neon blue blade coursing with blue electricity. He starts to twirl it in his hands with expert skill and ease.
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