Walks upto the destroyed city. His eyes glowing red and his teeth sharpened, his wings let out. His black jeans and his black over coat on. His sword at one side, witch he never uses. Grey aura lifting off his body, and a feeling of ancientness being thrown through you're body. A guy that looked like he was 20 walked through the gates, to the destroyed city. His wife and children once lived there, now they were dead. His long black wings grown out, and catching aflame. His eyes flaming with fury. His black boots clanking as they hit the floor, for the metal at the botom was not from this world. His claws extended at each side. The chains glowing white, as grey orbs folowed behind him. His wings would spread as he would take flight, a great dragon fling behind him, screaching each time Kalabar's wings would flap. His sword falling from his waist, as it would straiten out and fly in the same direction. Landing there next to the person in the armor, the grey orbs stopping infront of Kal. Kal walked up toward the creature, the grey orbs spreading, as they began to shake, vilently as kal started to speak, "You...you"he couldn't say anything the anger in his heart to great, as he grew to ten foot tall, his arms strengthening, as the rbs changed to bullets and shot at the creature at speeds hard to reach.