Know your Enemy [Open to two]

"The man has a point," a voice began, looming in the air and echoing in the air. "It's quite understandable to take them to a place where you can defend them from whatever you encounter : It's an entirely different ordeal to be able to keep track of them." a rip in the fabric of reality was shown before the two people. From it stepped forth a man cloaked in a robe of the organization. His robe was slightly altered as compared to most others, though it was unapparent if these two would be aware of the modifications, or even of the existence of the organization. The robe reflected the bits of light that were surrounding the three people, and the hood was slightly pulled back. His mask was revealed - that porcelain white mask with the smile carved into it and the lightning above the right eye. The man smiled behind his mask and laughed, though even if they had met him as Aiz they would not know who he was. He, as the leader of the organization, had developed a method to make sure that no one from the organization could track him down when he didn't want to be found, and that no one who wasn't in the organization could find out that he was. When he was in his organization robe, he wore that porcelain white mask and changed his voice into a numetal grunge type of voice, rough and scratchy but attractive at the same time, though he didn't particularly think so. Still, he would use his regular voice when in human clothes, and even went as far as to use different weapons depending on what he wore. Everything was different between the two people known as Ixaz and as Aiz, yet they were the same person. To be honest, it was kind of creepy. "My name," he bowed before them, "is Ixaz. And yours?"

Another portal was torn open in front of the two of them, the man stepping forth again. His mask was still showing as he summoned Shirayuki, his white katana. He pointed to the girl and then to behind him, telling her that she was free to keep following the scream. The man, though, he wanted to fight. Glaring at him from behind the mask, Ixaz walked around him in a circle, making it very apparent that no matter where the man went, Ixaz would follow instantly with a portal. No matter what he did, the man would have to fight. It was kind of ironic, actually, how the both of their katanas were inversely colored. Still, he stood silent and still, watching the man's movements to wait for him to fight. It was easy to counter the first attack, but harder (though more effective) to counter the counter. He wondered which this man would go by.

His laugh resonated in turn with their screaming. He paid no heed to the fact that the female had come back with the child in her arms, though it was painfully obvious that she had. Instead of looking over to them, however, he gripped the hilt of his blade tighter, shifting his stance. Left arm closer to the actual blade and right hand directly under it, the blade was pointing downwards and angled with the blade away from him, his eyes closing. In a flash, Ixaz was behind the man, bringing his glowing white blade down so fast it was almost invisible.