The Ultimate Host

Poison flapped his wings and flipped onto his feet and started roaring. Poison looked at the rumble and noticed what happened. " The armor of Arwen!" Poison scramble through the rumble of the tomb only to find nothing but a destroyed lock and an empty c.h.e.s.t. Damn!" Where is it?!" Poison heard some approaching footsteps behind his back. Poison quickly spun his entire body around and saw Rozier. He started laughing. " You are a thief." Who the hell are you?" Rozier didn't answer Poison. All he did was raise his spear into the air. Dark clouds surrounded the sky and lighting struck the spear. Rozier started screaming as he flung the spear at Poison. Poison instantly started getting flashes of the Golden Age war in his head. The spear punctured through his c.h.e.s.t. Suddnely an explosion occurred and Poison was sent crashing into a tree which burst into pieces. Poison cough up blood and the remaining parts of the tree collapsed on Poison's head. Rozier perfectly landed on his feet and smiled. Even though he didn't know how to fully control the spear, he still abuses its power to crush his enemies. Poison's regeneration abilities started reacting with his body. Rozier sighed.