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Chuckling at the kid's responses Yawgmoth just shook his head back and forth. "You're not a very bright one are you boy? Admitting to the biggest bad guy that you're on the side of good is a sure way to get you killed right off. But luckily for you, we don't want to waste our time on someone as pathetic as yourself. If you hid at the very sight of us last time you'd flee in terror if we turned our assaults in your direction. But if you intend to get on that list you seem so fond of then go ahead, draw that weapon. See how fast we sever the hand that holds it." the dark king taunted opening his left hand slightly in front of him so that Zephel would be able to see his fingernails slowly elongate into claws that looked like they could easily rip flesh from bone with minimal effort. "So what's your choice? Play hero and get killed, or be smart and avoid conflict with us for now. As we mentioned we have no interest in murdering you currently, but trust us, draw any offense our way and our mind will change."

"i'm not going to cause any trouble now but let me just say one thing, you don't scare me. just like a lot of others here. But hey it was nice getting to meet you though." HE said with a laugh and gave a slight bow before heading towards the door. He hadn't opened it yet waiting to hear Yawgmoth's response. Let me ask you, are you stupid or retarded? None now shut the hell up, i really don't want to hear from you now. This was something zephel usually dealt with occasional, Envy's insults and negative feed backs about his actions."oh and fox, Don't want to fight you man so don't worry."

" Yes sir." He said simply and to the point . TI was not often that fox got to fight, he did not know why but people eather ran form him or just wiped the floor with him. " Well Zephel if you ever change your mind then I will be waiting." After those word he sat there at the bar as Yawgmoth started walking over, fox did not know why but he was in somewhat of a playful mood and he loved messing with Yawgmoth for miny resins mostly he looked up to him as a father even though he was not, and another it was always a priceless look on his face once he snuck in a hug and he was dumbfounded.

" I see." Fox siad as he looked around seeing if she was in here.

Landing on the couch, still out cold, it would be clear to anyone who passed that she was injured. The scent of blood alone would begin to fill the room where she lay. Her left arm hang limp off the side of the couch, her right arm over her abdomen with clearly broken fingers, and upon closer inspection, her hand also. The right leg seemed fine but the left was torn through and bleeding, a puddle slowly forming on the floor beneath. The final injury on the left side of her face would be hidden for now as she lie motionless on the couch, her face pressed against the cushions. If it were not for the injuries .. she would look to be resting very peacefully.

Some time after the events had transpired the millions of tiny liquid particles slithered into the room and gathered onto a couch that was half lit by the fire and half secluded in a shadow cast by the very same thing glowing along some other furniture. Relaxing with a sigh, there was peace and quiet. How long would he be able to enjoy it though? Surely Seisuke and Hunter would be looking for him and when Yawgmoth's power began to swell it wasn't exactly the most subtle thing in the world. Darkness gave off the worst feelings and would be rather quick to detect if they were looking for it. No matter, let them come he thought. He would get to kill them and would get away with harming the girl. Tilting his head to the side as his crimson hues stared into the bright orange and yellow light of the fire he wondered who else would try to seek retribution. The only other two names that came to mind were Aliator and Skyeheart. Skye didn't concern Yawgmoth, he would die just like Seisuke and Hunter if they tried. Ali however would be the biggest pain in the a**. Sinking deeper into thought he wondered if Hunter's brother and his father, Ryan, would come into conflict. Neither of them mattered either. While Yawgmoth had never managed to actually kill Ryan he had beaten him before on several occasions and would beat him again if need be, perhaps actually manage a killing blow this time. The next few days would be hilariously entertaining, but it's what he wanted. Chaos.

The Dark Titan could feel Ryan's presence before either of them would have a chance to utter any words or even move. The darkness in Yawgmoth hated the holy in Ryan and most likely vice versa. The light made Yawgmoth's skin feel irritated and it was the first sign of holy magic. The only wielder of holy magic that strong around here was Ryan by far. Without even standing up from the chair, or removing his eyes from the fire he said simply in a cold fashion "We take it you know what's happened hmm? If that's the case and you're here to seek vengeance for the girl, go home. She agreed to our terms and that was that. You buffoons need to stop standing up for the woman or she'll remain a weakling. How does one grow stronger without fighting the battles themselves? The answer, they don't. As a warrior as old as we are you know this better than any other creature here. We do not regret what we've done. But we have no intention of fighting any people who defend her on her behalf. If she wants revenge, she will get it herself." he said in a calm tone. "Besides, if you attack us. We will kill her next time. And we'll leave her body at your doorstep so that each and every night you'll know you were the reason that she died. Because you couldn't let her face down her own evils and had to be righteous and fight the evil in her place." he concluded leaving the room in the eerie silence it had been in since he'd gotten back.