--the way i die.
He would sit calmly, carefully collected just beyond the edge of battle, lips curling back in disgust as he watched the white witch battle his love. He barely took not of the tribal marked woman as she approached him, would only turn acidic gaze to her once she had seated herself beside him and spoken. Her words were soft, careful and easy as if she intended to make polite chit chat while blood splattered the ground before them. Green eyes were hard as he fixated on her, massive skull turning to regard this woman before narrowing slightly. ”Ideed… I don’t believe we have met..?” She seemed to know him at least in part so he would not give his name, would not offer her that simple tidbit of information. He did not know her relation to Cat, did not know who she was in the least so he would offer her nothing. Unless she would carry on with the conversation he would turn his attention back to Cat, that is, until Valentine showed up. Immediately verdant eyes would slither over to the massive blue male, regarding him with curiosity. He didn’t miss the glance that he offered the green girl, and Kylar would quirk a brow in curiosity. The battle would rage on and slowly Kylar would lift himself, massive beast raising from the ground with languid ease before shaking out his coat. ”Grab the kid. We’re going home…” He would tell Empyrea, gaze cold. He would rip the child from her when they got home, until then he intended to help his wife. Beast would glide forward with lethal ease, watching the roll and withering mass of bodies. He would slip behind the white woman, would move to stand behind her so she could not escape Cataleya. What an odd position… He would look to lock his gaze with his wife’s looking for instruction. |