Ballad vs Renji: (A Tale of Two Killers - PvP)

[Koal]

Koal felt the presence in his mind go still as they were set down on the hard ground at the base of the pit. The torch in his hand did little to light their way, instead deepening the shadows of Koals face, giving him even more of a sharp and regal appearance. His lilac eyes had once again shifted to red, though they were nearing black. These shadows put him on edge, as well as made him feel more at home. It was a rather strange combination of feelings, and the Young Demon moved forward through the inky darkness, not bothering to let Dawn gather her bearings. 

"Stay close." 

"Kinda hard when you keep leaving me behind." Koal bit back a snort, his features twisting into a dark smirk, his now pitch-black eyes locking onto hers. His fangs glinted with an orange light, reflecting the torches' feeble glow. She took a step back, her hands griping her gun tighter, raising slightly, as if to ward him off. She didn't understand the sudden change in his behavior, and that eye color...couldn't be good. His body posture had relaxed, his arms loose, his posture lacking the usual slouch. He stood at his full height of 6' 4", dwarfing the Assassin. It was a frightening change in behavior indeed. 

"You're a capable individual. You shouldn't need me to wait for you in the first place." You linger in one spot for too long, and you get left behind, a concept you should be very well familiar with, Dawn." Koals voice took on a chilling undertone when he uttered her name, and an involuntary shiver began, bare working its way down her spine before she killed it. Her face became a mask, and her eyes hardened, walls going up again. Koal pivoted and began to walk once more, throwing the torch behind him, Dawn having no trouble catching the oncoming object. 

As he continued walking, Koal smelled the acrid scent of smoke, his eyes stinging as it blew past his face. He could faintly see broken blades and bullet casing scattered about, the floor bathed in blood and burn marks, as well as scars in the stone from a blade. Koal took a few more tentative steps forward, Dawn walking past him with seemingly no worries, and Koal only wished he could match that. 

With the right training, you could overcome her. You lack skill, but your mind is strong. Your soul is unbreakable. 

Koal felt the voice echo through his mind again, his body temperature dropping even further. His tongue darted out, wetting his pale lips, his eyes fluttering as a wave of memories overtook him. He staggered forward, reaching out a hand for Dawn, his lungs not quite finding the air to make any real volume escape him. He fell to a knee, then finally to the floor as his vision went dark. 

Koal shot awake, his eyes wide and his chest heaving , Dawn hovering over him, eyes glowing with a faint amount of concern. He brushed her off, The Assassin flinching back at his ice-cold touch. His breath frosted the air In front of him, and the atmosphere around the Demon was noticeably colder. 

"We need... to keep moving." Dawn gave him a skeptical once-over, eyes traveling down his body then back up again. She turned and continued to walk, Koal tailing close behind. 

"We're close."

Koal grit his teeth at that statement. Not because of what she said, but because of what that meant. Ballad. What he had just seen... Koal wasn't easily rattled, but the barrel of his revolver struck a chord in his stomach. Koal felt hatred form in his heart for Ballad, and Koal cleared his throats in preparation.

"What...did Ballad do, exactly?"