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Arkena rolls his eyes. "That was AFTER you accused me of lying that I said that... and I wasn't saying he did assault me, I meant that if anyone was to assault anyone, I'd be your husband... don't think you'd be able to stop my beater, you hear me?... anyone that even raised a hand to try to hit back at him died... not the kind of person that's hesitant on killing... you think I need magic to record anything?... I don't use magic... not a very fine choice in recording things... I use such as this." He pulls a phone from his pocket. "See, a phone could be used to record things just as well as anything else... got it right on my phone... that and I sent out a message and stored the recording elsewhere... I also got a secondary source of recording as back-up." He puts the phone back into his pocket. "You know I'm not doing a thing... can't do it... against what I believe and I'll be beaten..." He said crossing his arms and squinting his eyes.

Arkena shrugs. "I can stay here as long as it takes..." He said before looking away. "There are, of course, other things to record other than one's voice... and there are also ways to keep an electronic item safe from an EMP emitter... you've got recording, so there's an easy way to... not going to fight over what I've got on him..." He looks at his fingernails. "Obviously, he's not going to be telling the truth 100% of the time, nobody does... so unless he's handed you some stupid camera he carries around in place of contact lenses, I don't believe you have any proof of him not striking anyone out of line... I know you enough to say that it's most likely... you don't know my beater, so why assume your much better then the person?"

Arkena shake his head. "... You don't understand 'em... could be anywhere... powerful... always watching me... I don't follow order, I don't exist... I back-talk him, I get a bone shattering back-hand... you threaten him, no matter how strong or weak you are or think you are... he'll get you. He's untouchable... untraceable... unfightable... undefeatable... has no name... has little to no background... he could kill anyone here before you even get his sense... do not think you can fight an unknown source with known about power... been all over... your Universe, my Universe... undiscovered Universes... he's from a certain one... can’t even utter it's name... don't have the tongue for it..." He said before turning away fully. He glances up as the lights flicker ever slightly before removing his phone to notice it's doing the same. He sighs. "... I'm not going to speak more of this being..." He said before sitting in a desk and closing his eyes.

Arkena keeps still, eyes still closed. After a few seconds he opens his eyes to shake his head. "... No... I had told you too much already... I am not disobeying 'em... can't be risked..." He said before closing his eyes. "... all I can say is... well... my father was given direct power from 'em... which caused him to act strange... similar to 'em... I was promised that if I follow the way of magic, and magic alone... then he will grant me grand power... if not I'll be put down... no choice but to follow... same with my brothers and sisters... but with their own carriers... I have a theory on why... but... can't say... that's all... no more of this... I don't care what you do or say... can not speak more of the 'beater'... just... brace yourself if I'm not allowed out on time... very impatient…" He said, starting to sound off now, as if a different person in the same skin. He then shakes his head. “… don’t contact anyone by any means outside of the school to… inform anyone of these things… very unwise.”

Arkena remains still, eyes closed and silent. He possesses little to no emotion on his face, though remained obvious he had mixed emotions about him. After a few seconds a knock is heard on the Cold Iron. "... don't open it, don't even approach it." He said immediately right as the knock is heard.

Arkena shakes his head. "Whatever..." He said before burying his head into his crossed arms which rests on the desk. The lights flicker again, this time more obvious as if the power was starting to turn off. The screen flickers before an image returns, appearing as an empty hallway... obvious the man or woman had either stepped out of view or hide him or herself in some way... that with the sound of breathing.

The room remained silent, as well as any form of should from outside the door. After a few seconds, though, a knock is heard yet again. Arkena sighs. "... likely to come on in anyway... I need to get going now, before it gets 'em frustrated." He says standing with a minor shrug.

Arkena shakes his head, sitting down. "... fine... learn the hard way... this is more than you can handle..." He says, closing his eyes. It remained silent. Arkena knows just what's being done outside, so he decides to count down. "... five... four..." A screechy roar is heard, shaking the ground slightly as the entire lights aggressively flicker. "... three... two..." The power completely shuts off, again momentarily silent. "... one... bam--" A claw rips it's way threw the Cold Iron, though an aggressive flow of electrical currents shocked claw, it seemed to not effect it much. The claw seemed nearly clear at the moment, visible by the electric current. It bares three large claws on the stub of a hand, as if fingers. The claw then retracts back to it's owner. A few clicks are heard as a red eye peaks into the hole. "... your not dealing with a minor inconvenience, mam..." Arkena says, still seated. The creature grips the newly formed hole and pulls it widly open, making a large enough hole to step into, but hidden by the shadows of the room... though clearly his eyes were visible, for they glow their dark red with yellow slits centered in the eyes. "... tis a beast." Arkena says, as the creature stood tall on seemingly countless tentacle-like legs. It pears around the room before glaring at Arkena for a second than Celise, who it kept it's sights on as it advances slowly.