Defining Arrogance [SP-F8]

[Zelrius 0]

Zelrius stretched lazily when he had awoke that morning. Outside his bed room in which he was now, Zelrius could hear the rumbling wood as people stepped about outside. Zelrius equipped on his gear. The boots of agility, Which increased his already high speed, and His duster, In which was like a cactus, Increasing his own accuracy and when he recieved damage, it was reflected. The boy was more then happy with his gear and got all giddy when it had been thrown together. And last but not least in all that preparing, Zelrius equipped the Golden colored sheath onto his right hip, and drew out the blade with his left hand. In the light, The blue and red flames shimmered to make a beautiful blade that to this day still took the arrogant boy's breath away when he saw it.