Beyond dodged everything but the sword cut his neck once. It was only a little scrape but it hurt! "I won't fight you! It would only make me a monster!" Beyond dropped down and delivered a quick kick to his stomach before getting a save distance away. "Once you stop fighting for the right reasons you're a monster. I don't want to be a monster." He was no longer mad. He was down right depressed. Every one thought he was a monster and no one trusted him. He hated it. Why was life worth living if everyone hated you?