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Kratos gazed emotionlessly at the body in front of him as he grabbed Jay by the back of the neck and then formed two knives made by his mana. Taking these knives, he would slam them into Jay's boots, not piercing the body; but the soul itself. His sins would keep him still as Kratos prepared for a finishing attack.

-Kratos's power was similar to Jay's. He channeled all remaining mana into his fist and focused, picking an ample target to blast off from. Putting his hand on the ground, he would then watch as his brother struggled with his immobility problem. Shooting all of his mana out of his hand, he was quickly gaining rapid speed as he stretched his fist out, scraming- "COMING THROUGH!" -His plan was to get enough speed to force his way through his brother's stomach and come out the other end. An instant kill. He had promised not to do such a thing when he had joined the clan, but the series of unfortunate events that had lead up to this moment were just too much to handle, so now he began to draw in close to his brother, saying- "Sorry Bro..."

There was no blocking THAT. Jay would pull on his knives and then grunt, managing to force the two of them out. Then it hit him, Kratos's fist his his arm...he felt the bones being crunched as he leaned backward and stuck the daggers directly up, watching Kratos pass through the blades and fly right by him. Jay may have taken the physical damage, but Kratos's soul would've most likely been split in two by the most recent turn of events.

"Don't....you forget it" Jay muttered as he fastened his cloak over his now bleeding back. Ripping off his wings had now made it impossible for him to become an angel, but he had gotten his revenge on Kratos and was now content. Of course, he was unable to walk, so he just kind of crawled over to a slab of stone and climbed up on it, laying down and staring up at the setting sun. "How fast do you think it'll be before someone comes to help us?"

"Yeah... I do...thanks" Jay said as his eyes closed and he coughed up some blood. "There's a clinic not to far away from here. They should be able to patch me up" He said as he looked over to his bloody wings that had been torn from his back. Leave them here. They're of no use to me now"

"I'll do it on the way there" Jay stated as he looked and pointed forward, shouting "To the wilderness! "

Kratos....happened to be behind most of the rubble. He sat upright, clutching a wound on his chest as he quickly began to meditate. Prolonged exposure to a wound in the soul could possibly split him up into two personalities, or even make him human again. His eyes opened quickly as he saw Morgan sifting through some rubble. "Over here" He said in a low growl as he arose from his seat on he ground and brushed himself off, saying "Odd, I could've sworn I saw you flying over the arena. I felt your aura here..."