A withered rose streaked across the room, embedding itself deep within the fiend's sword hand.  The sword clattered to the ground and evaporated as its bearer shrieked with pain.  All eyes turned to the source of the rose -- a dark man with a cape, cane, tall hat, and a black mask.

"Tuxedo Mask!" Serena cried.  It was Rubeus's turn to gawk as he stared at Tuxedo.

"I thought I'd gotten rid of you," he mumbled.  "Looks like I'll have to do the job right this time."

Tuxedo Mask leapt down, cane in hand.  In the light, everyone could see his battle scars: A scarred neck, a slightly marred hand, a slash running from above the hairline down to under his chin, and another slash running from his ear to under the collar of his tuxedo.