[b][i]The man raised his flame shrouded wrist and tried to block the punch from Mortar. His hood fell off, revealing a man in his mid thirties. He had jet black hair, and he looked fairly young. His left eye glowed white with a void-like pupil, while his right eye was black like the night, with a bright, sun-like pupil. He gritted his teeth, his jawline tense.[/i][/b]