Thread:Skyebreeze/@comment-11055585-20140523022506/@comment-8014223-20140620012108

Orick: I doubt that, the last time someone said something like that, I slice him to pieces! (A blade made of lead appears) I am no longer a star spirit, I am something more. Symphony: Lead... (backs away and her weapon transforms into a sword). Orick: Yes, lead, the very metal that can weaken or kill star spirits like you. It was quite a sight, seeing the light being snuffed out of your grandmother's eyes.