Scarr Eromalc had been searching for a new heir to his brother's legacy for months now after the whole international deal with the shadow empire, but he had yet to find one. As if another thousand years made a difference, he knew he should've given up after the first hundred. But he needed to go dimension hopping, because he still had no idea where the master of ice was, the next weilder of the most powerful pair of swords on the planet. "Oh, is that so..." said Konpeki smiling as a wave of released energy shook the land, "Do you want to fight then?"