[At the sound of a new voice ringing out amongst the group, the Tyrant wheeled around deliberately, cape spinning dramatically as he did. The familiarity of the armor, different, though now grander, pulled a bemused smile to his lips. That helmet was quite to his liking too, even if he preferred her without it.]

Truth be told, it feels surreal to take this form again. I never thought I would again, but today is... a special occasion. And who would've thought we would one day stand together like this against a common foe?

[The vampire laughed heartily, theatrically, and yet, genuinely.]

I won't even be coy about it. Fighting alongside the one who I fought to a standstill centuries ago brings me nothing but great joy. So, King of Lions, let us show these fools what it means to mess with unbreakable will and spirit!

[He drew Yoshitsuna from within his cape, the blade crackling with daemonic power, and stood beside her.]

Shall we make a bit of sport out of it? Who can fell the most foes this day?