Demitrius looks up and sighs. He looks at Fateless's ridiculous hair and shakes his head. "You are a pathetic excuse for a human. No skill, no substance, an no backbone......." he says his eyes literally sparking. He then turns to Abrum,?"[/b] "You on the other hand, You already know what I am capable of.....how is your hand?" he asks laughing eeriely. "Now do either of you think that you can defeat a GOD!!!" he says jumping into the air and drawing his Curved Death. "Let's dance mortals!!" he says as he spins like a helicopter at Fateless.