[b][i]You hear ghostly whispers as the shadows stir. A towering figure materializes from the darkness, two sinister red orbs mark its eyes but the figure has no form. "You're out of bounds it seems...." Comes a screeching, inhuman voice - the stench of death wafting from it. Armageddon materializes into his hard shadow form, long spikes perforating from its back, red eyes glowing in the dark. [/i][/b]