The one who was made with the same picrew as this lad-
AK was just informed that another attack was coming. "Shocking" he said. "Just like yesterday, and last week, and the week before that." AK, whose anger was always so close to the surface these days, headed downstairs to defend the castle. Of course, just like always, AK's anger rose all the way. When he saw him.
(The nicknamessssss ahhhhhhhhh I love themmmmm)
AK is mad and he decides that he will catch you this time. ( Just how he decided he would the other times) "Group 5, South border. Group 4 west border. Group 3 east border Group two north border. Group 1, charge into battle." AK decides that in order to catch you. He should go from behind.
"Awwwwe, so cuteeee...you really think you can catch me this time-"
He raises up his hands as they're bathed in glowing green flames, smirking. The ground around them crumbles and cracks as skeletal soldiers dressed in half rotted clothing and carrying rusted swords, empty eye sockets filled with horrible green light, rise out of the ground and advance towards the armies, distracting all of them and keeping them from getting to close to Varian