"Mmmmm. Your message seemed rather Angry, Garin." A thickly accented voice told the challenger and filled the room. The tall, red armoured samurai rested his hands on the pommels of his two katanas, one on each side of his hip. He cocked his head slightly as he looked at the man in the room, his blood red eyes(which were really more like LED's, as his visor was a pitch black and they gleamed through) darting at Garin. "I hope I have not done anything to offend...."