Famine & Humility 2

"Lord Deus grant your wrath to those who question your reign. Radiant armament!! Dawnbreaker Whip!!!"

Raphael's whip shines and its length increases in contrast to his power extending in a range where it surrounds the coliseum. The time of testing his foe had ended as his capabilities were threatening and so he decided to commence an extermination. His Whip encircled the arena, and slowly it reached out to its target and its speed hastened to ensure his capture

[Careful, Blakey! That whip isn't something you'd dare touch. He's not playing anymore. He's out to get you!!!]

'So he finally saw me as a threat? No wonder I could read his actions. It seems that both of us were assessing our foe. But that's hardly an issue. What infuriates me is that he has the gall to belittle me. Still, this setting is by far the best. Just as that lady had foretold… everything is set in motion. I'll gladly tear you apart!!!'

"This is your lost Knight of Famine!!!"