05-03-2007, 05:51 AM
Raphael looked over his shoulder at Anubis, just as he disappeared. "Have you no honor?" he stated aloud, before turning to face Kurtz. "I would rather not kill you, if I can avoid it..." he assumed a basic fencing stance, leveling the Blade of Water with his throat. "But if I must..." he said softly, before dashing towards Kurtz, the phial of Alchemical Grease still clutched in his left hand.
