Liam Moonsmile was clad in a white robe embroidered with the symbolism of the moon. As he appeared, there was a huge manifestation of a moon behind him, but engraved on that moon was a smiling face that may very well resemble himself. He radiated the mannerisms of a Saint as he had his hands cupped with a light smile on his face, but his aura stemming from light energy was anything but a Saint's.
However, even that aura seemed restricted a bit as he forced a smile.
"Divine Emperor of Death, it has been a while." He said, wanting to add that it has been a while since he robbed them in daylight, but he didn't dare.
Davis nodded lightly as his gaze shifted to the other figures among the four host powers that stepped forward.
From the phoenix delegation, a woman alighted gently, her steps leaving traces of prismatic flames that shimmered across the cold floor yet did not melt it.
