Soul: *Stands and draws his blade. Grins at Natasha*

Soul: *Yanks it away* Don't touch my blade.

Soul: *Turns to Natasha* How about a wager, girl?

Soul: If I can beat you, the price isn't death. You're mine. Body and soul. What's the retaliation that'll take place if I lose?

Soul: Stand aside, Cosmic. I want to savor this. *Faces her, holding his blade at his side*

Soul: Deal. *Hurls a knife at her belly*

Soul: *In front of her after her dodge* Boo~ *Stabs through her left shoulder*

^

Soul: *Laughs as his flesh is cleaved, dropping his blade. One hand grabs her sword, and the other wraps around her throat*

Soul: *Flinches as the sun rises. Frowns and violently chokes her*

Soul: *Eyes widen as he falls to the side*

*From the arrow in hus skull

his*

Soul: *Gets up, and yanks the arrow out of his head* Should have used an arrow of light. *Throws the arrow, splitting the bow string. Picks up his blade*

Soul: Win or lose, that was a cheap move, Cosmic.

Soul: *Grabs Natasha's wrists, and squeezes HARD* Couldn't risk what? Losing her?

Soul: *Groans and hurls her against a tree. Looks at the Master sword* ... Whare did you get that?

Soul: That blade was created to combat evil. The girl made the bet herself. I've commited no evil.

Soul: *Glares at Natasha. Grabs her shirt and bites into her neck, sucking blood out*

Soul: Not how it works. Chosen one is a name. You of all people should understand that labels mean nothing, demon.

*Strangely, Natasha doesn't bleed*

Soul: Whatever.

Soul: Do what you must. *Points his blade at him. Mutters to himself* Of course I'd never make friends. *Stares coldly*

Soul: Natasha?

Soul: *Grabs Natasha's arms* For the last time, you're not a monster. *Pets her cheek* You just need to calm down. *Keeps her arms restrained with his other arm*

Soul: Believe what you will. It doesn't make it true.

Soul: You weren't. *Let's go of Natasha* But nonetheless, this is clearkly over. I'm going back to the well. And I'll spend eternity there.

*Clearly

Soul: *Bows* Sorry I ever disrespected you with my presence. *Walks away*

Soul: *In his camp in the well*

Soul: *Ignores them. His camp is behind the illusion wall*

Soul: *Yawns*

Soul: ... *Get's up and goes after the footsteps*