Ocean felt a beastly anger rise inside of him, and a warmth spread through his body. He raised the now crystalline arm and hissed like an animal, resetting his stance. His green eyes flickered wildly, now a dancing emerald fire as his silver hair flew out behind him.

"Don't you see?! The girl!" He pointed to the fire demon, still growling. "She's a Fire Elemental! The Element is a peice of the soul represented in physical form! She's my only target left after I left my last World..." He seemed to gaze slightly behind them, memory overwhelming him as he had tried to kill somebody he had actually liked.

His Brother had disappeared then, the only one who would try to kill him, and he had survived to traverse the worlds alone. But then other people kept getting in his way. Why would they do that? It was immoral to starve a person, and they seemed to care about the people next to them. Idiots...

"I need a fiery soul, or I will stay emotionless forever..." He had spent two-hundred years blind, then he'd gained his sight back in a marvelous revolution... But the specific soul wasn't powerful enough to melt his blade. The Ocean Edge had to die, then he and the Eye would rejoice!

His eyes sharpened. "What are you going to do? Run away from the Hunter? If one has to feed, he will without thought of the prey. That's what I've become! So choose your move. I'm in pain."