Ring Around the Rosie
He held the baby in his arms, ignoring the dragons that encircled them overhead. He closed his eyes, cursed quietly under his breath, and looked up, amethyst eyes glaring at the dragons.
-Ring around the rosie-
Xellos gently set the child down on a patch of flowers. He then lifted a finger, pointing it straight at the leader. The leader, in response, panicked and gave a quick order to retreat
-Pockets full of posies-
But resistance against a mazoku is futile
-Ashes, ashes-
He smirked slightly as blood filled the night sky, staining it with a horrendous odor. No trace of the kill was left well, almost none.
-We all fall down-
And fall they did.