Matari's eyes were narrowed as he stared at the human-shaped target. His scythe was in his hand, and he twirled it about. He stopped, and stared at the target for several moments, before charging and tearing it apart with his weapon. He found it fun.

It had been so long since he'd had a chance to practice with a scythe. It felt good. Very good.

Slypher saw him attack the target and easily destroy it and he smiled. "Hmm very well done." He said. "YOu are very good with your sythe. At least against in inatemate(Sp) object. But how are you at training against a live target?" He asked him. "I am in need of a scrimage." He said pulling himself away from the wall. "Care to join me?"

Matari stopped, turning to eye the figure. He hefted his scythe, letting it drop to his shoulder, and gave a cocky grin. "Sure. Why not?"

He paused, then moved quickly to the wall, where a scythe with two blades was carefully placed. He placed the scythe by the wall, picking up the second, spinning it calmly.

He then sank into a slight crouch, grin growing wider, showing pointed teeth. "Your go."

He smiled and moved to where he had his stuff placed and put on his dragon helmet and removed his sword from his it's seath on his side. He smiled and stood at his full heigth of 6'4 and let out an evelish laugh, trying to use his size and ablities to intimadate the man as he slowly started to walk towards him.

Matari's grin went wider than before, and he let out a low chuckle. The double blades spun faster, and he straightened up, calmly continuing to spin the scythe, walking closer to his new opponent, his wings opening up, spreading out, making him seem even more like his mother than normal.

"Are you going to pose, or will you fight?" He gave a mocking laugh, watching the opponent before him with an air of disintrest.

He laughed. "Good. Good. You are not easily intimadated I see." He said as he made a quick run to the man Bringing his sword in a feint to his side and swiping his leg at the others legs.

Matari's wings opened, slowing his fall as he brought his scythe spinning around, aiming at the man's skull. His legs drew up to his body as he fell, and they hit the ground qiuckly, though he was still off balance.

He let out a laugh, a grin plain on his face. "Neither are you."

He laughed too. I have seen much." He said to this man. "Much of death and I have fought beside and against some very strong creatures." He said as he brought his sword quickly across to protect his skull against the scythe. He smiled at this creature. "And my banishment from my lands has only made me stronger." He said as he brought his knee to the mans gut.

Matari let out a snarl as the man's knee slammed into his stomach, and he was literally thrown backwards, flying backwards through the air a few feet brfore regaining his control, wings opening wide.

He laughed, one hand grasping his stomach. "Very good! Veeeery good..." He dropped to the ground, wings folding tight to his back, and raced at his opponent, scythe sweeping towards his stomach, and his teeth grit as he ignored the fact that his stomach was aching frok the blow.

It would leave a bruise, at the very least, but he had his pride to consider!