*Surprisingly, trying to hit the sword out of a hardened warrior's hand is ineffective at best. Owain's grip stays firm, although he now glares at Pika as well.*
What kind of creature do you think you are, trying to do something like that? I'll kill you twice...
*Owain looks back at Titan, almost smiling a little, despite the anger in his eyes.*
Well, I suppose I can tell you, since you're fated to die anyways. This is a piece of the corpse of Jesus Christ. And I suppose I may introduce myself as well. My name is Anubis. I am a Stand inhabiting this scimitar after my user passed away. This fleshbag I inhabit is named Owain.
Now, prepare to die!
*Anubis once again goes for Titan, one with his left vertically downward, and a follow-up with his right at a slight angle to the right.*