"You know what we have to do."

Clutching my trusted greatsword in hand, I could feel myself charge forward, the porcelain visages of the sin eaters all around me. A battle cry erupted from my breast, my tail lifting in excitement. I brought the weapon down upon the nearest lesser eater, hearing its form crunch before vanishing into particles of light. A soft, yet devilish smile rumbled from the darkness, the shadow of my "other self" positioned behind me.

"This is for us." Looking back at the blank faces of the eaters, I nodded, trailing the blade behind me. I raised it above my head, calling out a single word.

"Fray!"

(my choice for a prize would be the Noble Barding)