The Grimm closed in, as the ember in his soul shivered and then surged forth, burning irrepressibly as he faced death once more. "It's going to be a long night" The 9-year-old murmured, his tone quivering in a manner that might have been mistaken for terror… if not for the nigh maniacal grin stretched across his face "Well, just another dance at death's border, I guess" Gamer!Jaune