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The Dark Titan's tail felt the force first mostly because it grounded them and tensed up trying to halt their movement. He grabbed her other wrist to hold on and only moved a couple inches. His tail was throbbing though, muscle pain from holding all that weight against that force. It had to unpluck itself from the ground and lay on the floor for a moment or two. "You idiot. She's barely letting me touch her. Don't startle her like that again" he barked at Seisuke with a slight growling tone irritated that he touched her like this. Looking back to Ziven though, his expression returned to as mile. "Mmm yes. I suppose if that's what you want. I am your monster to have." he replied with a slow nod of his head. The clapping caught Yawgmoth's attention and he turned his gaze to see the strange man from before clapping. Ignoring him right now he made sure the darkness kept an eye on him.

"Incredible." he said softly, watching with a smile. When T'carzak showed up, he tilted his head, looking to the man. "Can I help you?"

Slowly yet surely, she was coming around. Moving on to her toes, she then was kneeling, leaning forward now. Her clothes and aura were still flowing about her pressing and pulling, wanting to keep everyone away though she realized she did want to be close and knew that Yawgmoth was the one she wanted to be close with. What was even more impressive for her was that, even if she was out of control, he could handle it. She did not try to force herself from his grip, in fact, she rather liked the idea of feeling tamed by him in this state. With careful, deliberate movement, she nuzzled her wet cheek against his before resting her face against his neck.

Although his clapping stopped, he continued to laugh.

"Heartwarming. Really."

His lifted his head, the look on his face was almost frightening. It was obvious to all that whatever level of sanity he had once possessed had been snapped. His laughing was nearing histerical and out of control, but all the while hsi jaw was clenched shut and it was all through his teeth. His eyes where hidden behind his shades.

"The game has been played, the pawns have been removed, and the queen has been taken. All that's left is for checkmate!"

The man held out his hand palm up, his demon hide gloves nowhere to be seen. A small swirling of fire sparking to life, soon becoming a mini cyclone of colored flame right in his hand. The small storm was ferocious, with tiny lightning strikes emanating from the core of the small funnel.

Yawgmoth nodded in return "And you should see to our guest" he replied looking in the strange man's direction. It was very clear to him that this man was looking for a fight. But Yawgmoth didn't have time to fool around. Picking Ziven up in his arms he started the trek upstairs to put her to sleep and probably get some rest himself. He trusted the three of them, Brom, Feldspar and Seisuke would all ensure this man did nothing while here.

He peered over both and sat looking at them conversing and disscussing he will just do as Yawg suggested to watch T'czarak and any sudden movement he would do though in his mind he was attenting something else, his pain now throbbing wildly it was something he thought he at least had a chance but now it was obvious he was alone once more. His face changed for a mere second but it quickly left it and stayed focused.

Yawgmoth blinked his lazy eyes awake not really remembering where he was at the moment. Having calmed down and relaxed his skin had returned overnight to its normal tan coloring and his power output had of course dropped significantly as a result. Yawning he looked over to find Ziven curled up next to him almost ontop of him for warmth. Gently slipping aside trying not to wake her just yet he started to walk downstairs. He needed a drink.

It was not much more than a moment of his departing from her touch did Ziven realize that her thing to hug was no longer there. Waking slowly, still feeling a bit fuzzy, she thought very little on the subject before rolling over and clutching her pillow instead. She did not feel like moving, did not feel like facing the world knowing what she knew now about herself.