[Graceful Reaper]

"Hmm.. not bad..." he says. Noticing he was actually taking scratch damage, the man decided to get a little serious. Raising his scythe up in the air, he resonated a dark vortex around him sucking everything towards him.
The crowd had fled for fear of getting caught in the crossfire... all except little Ronoro, refusing to leave his brother behind. "Come on already!! You're going to get yourself killed!" he shouted over the hum of the vortex.