root-book

Ryan couldn''''t help but notice the strange girl amongst the spectators of his duel. Where everyone else was dressed in the robes of the sect, she bore nothing but a scythe. How appropriate, he thought, that Death would be here to watch as he died at the hands of a Young Master. So with nothing to lose, and his soul about to rejoin the cycle...he decided to at least go out complimenting a pretty girl.