((OOC: LOL! Good one!
"Are you sure," someone from behind me whispered into my ear," you'll be able to handle this?"
I turn around, facing my brother, Obi Bond, whom I had never seen for an eternity. My apprentice, standing by my side, looked a little too anxious to choke the living force out of him, but I nodded, signalling that he wouldn't intend any physical or mental harm toward us.
"Yes," I grimly replied,"I can."
"You can't. Even with your apprentice and your friends, you're no match for Death Lord after the way he strangled you. You're going to need alot more than them. You're going to need my expertise as well.........."