Startling ruby fires burning bright.
Rarin', roarin'; get ready to fight.
Loyal cerulean seas in a wondering face.
Understanding, comprehension; there's hardly a trace.
Wide violet bolts of justice flare.
Prepare to flinch; here comes the girlish stare.
Icy colbolt orbs shining through.
Tough outer shell; yet, always true.
Glaring azure blazes accuse.
Never truly listening; linked to too short a fuse.
Slitted amethyst windows to the soul.
Always closed, always hidden; never revealing their real goal.
Meeting these gazes infuses one with true fear.
Bandits, dark lords - run for your lives!
The Slayers are here.