(OCC: I was thinking since I've not seen you in awhile it'd be a good idea to do this fight as if it were a reunion. Friends who've not seen each other in a long time and who have changed much.)

Andres stood before the Grand Cathedral in Romainia. "The beauty of the Lord himself, watching over us all..." Andres' train of thought was interupted when over the horizon he could see a figure moving in the distance. It appeared to be a person, with long black hair in a black shirt.

"Is that who I think it is? Surely not... I thought he died..."

Andres gripped his cross uneasily. "Let's meet this person and see..."

(OCC: Didn't want the story to progress far without your imput. Take it where you want.)