[b][i]Libreous steps forward, bearing his teeth beneath his helmet, heartbeat hammering like steel on steel deep within a forge of rage.. "Do it, coward. Spare yourself a painful death, because that's exactly what you'll get if you don't. You have already lost any scrap of honor you once had." Spits Libreous, venom in his voice. "My brothers have a saying, perhaps you've heard it?!? Libreous stands at his full height, and bellows the next three words with all the fury within his body - the words echo throughout the entire chamber, and resonate somewhere deep within you. "DEATH!!!!" "BEFORE!!!!" "DISHONOR!!!!" Roars Libreous as he raises his arms and grappling chains up into the air, increasing his gauss reactor to 100%, maximum power - his armor and the entire 15ft radius around him becomes a thunderstorm of crackling gauss lightning that arcs from him to the floor, the air, and even the chaos marines around him, catapulting them end over end, backwards through the air, yet they do not disobey the Summoner and attack. "You will not have the courage to pull the trigger, you're a coward and a weakling!!" Yells Libreous, emerald lightning buzzing fiercely, giving his voice an unnatural static hiss. [/i][/b]

You're a fool, the libreous i knew must've died somewhere along the journey. *He flipped his revolver into its holster* Suicide [u]is[/u] the cowards way out. I'm no coward, and when the bill is due I'll be there to make sure it's paid. We won't meet each other again. And if we do. . . *Jay walked away a trace of sadness in his voice as the dark lonely void sucked him deeper into its embrace* So long Libreous. . . Old friend.

[b][i]"If you weren't a coward, you would stand, look me in the eye, a face me - yet you put a pistol to your own head and expect mercy from the man you betrayed. You expect me stop you from a cowards death? You're the fool, heretic. You're the weakling coward who runs away from your mistakes..." Libreous's eyes turn solid white behind his helmet.. Terror sight. "You can run, but you can't hide from me, Jay. I am the Shadow Knight of the Imperium. There is no escape." [/i][/b]

*Jay snaps and the Daemon takes control, his eyes turn black and the red iris's turn yellow. Dead, hollowed eyes of a greater Daemon* [i]What is Chaos? Suffering, you might say. Oppression. Deceit. But could not all these things be said of your Imperium? You hunt down the talented and the strong-willed. You break them or sacrifice them. You lie to your citizens and wage war on those who dare speak out. The inquisitors you call masters assume guilt and execute millions on a whim. And why? Why do you do this? Because you know Chaos is there but you do not know how to fight it, so you crush your own citizens for fear that they might aid the Enemy. The Imperium suffers because of Chaos. No matter how hard you fight, that will never change. Chaos exists in a state of permanent victory over you - you dance to our tune, mortal one, you butcher and torture and repress one another because the gods of the warp require you to. The Imperium is founded on Chaos. My lord Tzeentch won your war a long, long time ago.[/i] *The Daemon speaks through Jay's voice mixed with its own inhuman tones* [i] Your shrines will burn, your streets run with blood, your false idols shattered, your people slaughtered by the thousands, your very planet torn apart… and the barest fraction of my hatred will be satisfied. [/i]

[i]"The Imperium does what it must to survive, to thrive.. And that starts with us as individuals. We attack chaos like the cancer it is, we remove it from our society like the disease it has become. Your disease." Says Libreous boldly. "You threaten me and my people with death, yet we stand before you, alive, defiant, and on our feet - not on our knees like that pathetic weakling you're using now. Your servants are spineless puppets without honor, and all that awaits your kind is death after death after death at our hands. The Imperium will stand firm against you forever and always." Continues Libreous with determination in his voice. "Threaten me all you want. I'm here, right now, and there's not a fuçking thing you can do about it. Your threats are as empty as a flimsy bag, just like your warriors!" [b]Libreous seizes one of the chaos marines with his grappling chain, and violently whips him through the air and into his searing grasp. He tears off the warriors helmet. The chaos legionnaire goes for his sidearm, but instead, loses an arm. "Your warriors are nothing to me.." Says Libreous as he hooks his blazing hot fingers into the chaos legionnaire's eye sockets, and rips the top half of his skull open with a sickening, wet rip. The corpse crumples to the floor. [/b] [/i]