Danzing Shadows


Demon: we are one, one we are
*a shadows gently approaches to the door of the past holocoust... were blood screamed out of the door*

Pope Constantino XIX: Only does who are doomed, affraids the cross.. *as he points the cross staff he has against his forehead...* tell me... who you are???

Demon: *maciabelic smile*

MEANWHILE
???: Arg.. they are dead, *as he walks toward the end of the bloody hallway*
???: HE WILL PAY... *as his shadows is reflected against the corpse and the wall..*