[@Double] [@Letter Bee]

	"....Tick tock, goes the clock, but ching, ding, goes the grenade...Hissss, shing...goes the sword...and then boom, goes the horde.." A emotionless voice chimes, like that of a computer's. Rising from a blue point on the ground, a strange man dressed as a gentleman, with a trench coat, and a top hat. His face is hidden by an opera mask, one half, frowning, one half, smiling. He looks to the Darkside, and raises a hand, a ball of blue light appearing, before he vanishes, appearing right above the Darkside, firing his attack straight down. Should it land, it'd reduce the DarkSide..to nothing.