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"We have been training much. Since My fight with yawgmoth, hunter has asked me to train with him. It has... been.. well.. he is learning.." Zenix says with a nod.
"You should have seen it... Yawgmoth was actually seriously wounded. He told me all of how it happened. I cant wait to get a hold of the Fist Of Heavens." He said talking of his fathers massive sword. "other then that... ya.. ive been training. I wish to be able to fight with such skill as he did against yawgmoth." Hunter says with a nod. he turns to ziven. "Im sorry I havent been around a lot. were almost done training, so i should be around more." He says with a smile and another nod.
Ryan laughs listening to his sons. He was proud of both of them, though he had a dilemma. Which son would be his best man. Pick either of them, would insanely piss the other one off, he knew that. No matter how well, they are getting along, they both want to be the best man. By Logic with Zenix being older, it would make sense he should be the best man.

Hearing Zenix speak brought her back to reality, reminding her that she was not alone with Hunter. Releasing him again, she stood in a relaxed, respectful posture, giving all her attention. A calm smile on her lips, she bowed her head slightly as Hunter spoke. She still wondered how he was, as he had given spectacular recount of their actions,but not how he was feeling. She bobbed her head again, and spoke softly. "You must do what must be done. I will wait." she said, still not looking at anyone. When Yawgmoth arrived and spoke, she arched a brow and held her head up, attentive now to see what might happen now.

"Yawgmoth!" Ryan shouts at him stepping out towards him. "The next fight you wish to have... will be against none other, than myself." Ryan says with a nod. "I have made Seraph again... and will undoubtedly put up quite the resistance, as i used to in the old days. Though.. What I need from you is much more important than any of that." He says as his eyes glow a brighter gold. 'Yawgmoth.. I know you care not for people as myself, and I know, the yawg i have known for so long isnt in control anymore. But.. If you could grant the favor, of a man being re-wedded, Let Yawg out for one day alone... to be my best man... If not... I fear choosing between my sons will cause dire consequences.' He projects to the mind of the dark lord. he then speaks to finish his thoughts. "I mean it... Even a being as yourself, must know what its like to have a son." He finishes his sentences in thoughts to him again. 'and what its like to lose one...' he finished with a nod.
Zenix takes a few steps towards him.
"Nonsense father, I will deal with him again..." he says as his eyes too glow brighter.
He enjoyed making combat with him, it was fun.
Hunters eyes glowed bright red.
The both of them were ready to fight yawgmoth, yet he didnt.
"wait.. No... Its time I prove myself against him. After All, yawgmoth, You never showed up. You never gave me my shot, i waited there for two weeks, you never showed. I will fight you, and i will prove myself."
"Enough.. the two of you will try nothing of the sort and like it. You got it. I dont need to lose either of you, not to the man who has taken so many." Ryan says angrily to his two sons.

"Our son was killed" Yawgmoth said looking with a cold expression at Hunter. "We didn't have time to play games with you." he responded flatly, clearly not in any kind of mood to discuss that matter. Turning to Zenix he just smiled with a crooked glee. "You will 'deal' with us again? Might as well add yourself to that list if you're talking like that you moron. But by all means please don't take our words for it. Go on. Start something. We swear that you'll die before your fathers eyes in minutes." the dark king said with a fierce tone. Not caring if Ryan got upset or not, Yawgmoth had lost his son so in his mind a few other people could stand to lose that very same bond. Turning to Ryan he just snorted. "We aren't playing games with you. You didn't fight us last. We have no interest in murdering you. Only the one who harmed us and needs an ego check. Your request is falling on dead ears too. That Yawgmoth is dead. We are one again. There is nothing of him left. We are as we were before Sorrow's, before Hell, before anything. As far as we are concerned you can try to pick between the two and let them kill one another. A few more people like you can join our misery in the loss of their child. We will not be the only one who suffers." he concluded. The fiery passion in Yawgmoth's crimson eyes was absolute. He meant every word he had said to the three and if they chose to ignore it or dismiss it due to egos than that would be their loss and perhaps their deaths as well.

Ziven squeaked and placed the fingertips of her right hand over her lips, watching as Raven struck both Ryan and Hunter. With wide-eyed surprise, she nodded her head slightly in farewell and followed after Raven, not wanting for her to be alone while so upset.

Yawgmoth yawned at the three of them in a mocking manner, though it was more meant to Zenix than anyone else. "It'll be fun for us yes. For you it'll be lots of pain and a quick meaningless death. We're trying to be nice and warn you to watch your arrogance or it'll get you killed kid. Pay attention once in awhile and you might pick up on something." he spat towards Zenix with a harsh tone. Turning to Ryan he had to think it over and sighed. "You're getting married to Raven right? We'd like to strangle that little loud mouth sometimes. But being as she is Crow's pet and you are a fighter we actually have some means of respect for, we will accept. We remember everything he remembered, we know everything he knew so we are quite aware of what you two went through together, and we know what the two of us went through in combat. For that, we will agree. If only as a means of respect between two gentlemen of the battlefield." Yawgmoth replied to Ryan's request with a slow solemn nod.

Wandering around silently, Ziven could not decide what to do this day. In truth, as so often desired, she wanted to perform some activity but she was indecisive as often. Finally, she decided to run, to practice and to see if she had made any improvement. When she reached the cliffs, she stopped. Pleased, she smiled and sat on the edge, watching out over the water. Indeed, her time and ease of effort had improved, though she knew there was room for more improvement. With a deep breath and a sigh, she kicked her feet some and began humming one of the songs she heard Ali play the day before, it was stuck in her head.