<Snipped quote by Nemeses>
*takes the hit, but seemeingly struglles. My visage shifts and crakcs slightly, but retains its form*
It doenst matter how hard you hit me. If you know the amaranthine, then you'd know you can't kill me.
You don’t know how easy it would be for me to strip every last bit of that from your body, and while I’m at it, go ahead and take all the rest of it for myself too. But, I’m sick of saying it, killing you all isn’t my goal.