11-27-2006, 05:22 AM
Twirling her spear around and jabbing it into the bar before Ezekiel, Twilightmon turns to stare at the man hard. "You talking to me?" She demanded, standing up onto the bar. Normally she wasn't so violent.. but there was something about the spirits she was now possessed by that urged that part of her on. "Since I've no problem in ending you!"