His face broke into a smile as he stared at the man a tree growing to his left, he reached into it with his left arm, a ripple was heard and a soft ping echoed through the forrest, then his arm slowly but sure it did, it was emerging from a branch behind Kyle. Reaching for the sword on his back his eyes showed sorrow and pain, as if he felt death was right there with him. Then the sorrow changed as if he had passed through a door it showed excitement for pain, love for sorrow, and extreme need for death.
His hand lunged for Kyles spine, hoping to paralyze the man, or atleast seriously injure him, a sharp almost drill like thorn covered the hand in a near instant as he lunged at the man.
"Your nightmares have crawled out of your dreams to come and take you back. I am here to greet them to deaths door. You may come along to little one."