Mason's glare began to dramatically shift as the poisonous cloud began to surround him, his skin felt like it was being set ablaze. Growls of extreme pain came from the clenched teeth of Mason, he knew pain, he knew the worst kinds of pain. This was something different, he wanted to claw and shred his own skin just so the feeling would stop, He looked down at his blade, still sparking and flaming violently and showing his eyes with the reflection of metal. The redness and threatening tears made him angry, he wasn't a weak man, then he felt a strange surge of power that made him gasp sharply as if he had reeled from suffocation. The intense pain he felt was fading fast if not completely gone, He looked down at his blade and could see darkness around him, a glance at his hands revealed a shadowy aura around them, rising off of him. His eyes from what he could tell were just a glowing purple and his hair lost the white hue, now a black shade. His sword began to ignite, its flame becoming more intense by his touch. He was losing it though, he couldn't focus correctly, all he could think of was fighting, and winning. The words of Karne rang in his head like the bells of the catholic church that tolled at his funeral. "Then why don't I use some immortal tactics?" He spoke.his tone of voice seemed to change, sounding darker and far too relaxed, a wide smirk on his face as he rose to his feet and readied his blade.