There are only two words needed to describe Albel Nox: Bad. Ass. And if that and his fearsome appearance aren't quite enough to convince his opponents to just expose their throat and get it over with quickly, he has a few more words as well. Captain of the Black Brigade, wielder of the legendary Crimson Scourge, and general madman who would kill you as soon as look at you.

With these inarguable qualifications, Albel is more than ready to leave all that pansy 'universe saving' stuff behind him, and get down to what's really important, killing random losers in meaningless combat. After all, is there anything more satisfying than ripping a man's lungs out for no other reason than that you can?

Yeah, Albel doesn't think so either.