Night put up his hand and released an equal shot of darkness to cancel it.
"I'm going to make you scream!"
With his other hand, he summoned a shadowy claw of darkness that surrounded his hand like a glove, then slashed with it repeatedly.
Richand looked up at him.
"I don't know... where you got that idea... but you're wrong! I met Storm... I fought him... and I knew his plans. They weren't for peace, I promise you!"