[ He's not hard to find in this storm of dark and chaotic energy; he seems to be the epicenter of the swirling miasma, the eye of the hurricane that creates a convenient arena for their showdown. ]

I hope you've got a few tricks up your sleeve, because those little toothpicks will never cut deep enough otherwise. [ Asura laughs, crossing his normal arms over his chest while cracking the knuckles of his upper set of Spiritual Entity arms and the second pair beckons in a "come at me" gesture. ]