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Yawgmoth blinked a bit "Really now? We don't feel any pain or them draining us...they must be full. You should probably scoot back a few more feet." He said with a yawn seeming unconcerned about them being lodged there. "Exposure to charged powerstones that are putting off energy causes phthisis, or more commonly known as powerstone radiation poisoning." He said as his tail poked up his back tracing along his wounds causing him to wince in search of the lodged stones.

"Like most forms of radioactivity powerstone radiation is too confined by lead walls and the metal lead in general" He said plucking a few shards from his back with his tail. Each time the muscles on his back quivered quite visibly. He sat the bloodstained shards on the floor next to the couch with his tail before it reached back up to search for more. "We, however, are immune to powerstone phthisis as we were created from them. You're the one that needs to be careful. Not us." He warned digging another shard out before his tail found a large one lodged near his spinal collumn. He took a deep breath and his tail wrapped around it and jerked it out quickly causing him to cry out in pain gripping the couch with a powerful crushing clamp. He let the stone fall to the ground with the others and shook his head to shake off the pain from that last one.

Yawgmoth felt the shards pull from his back and heard the box. He sat up quickly and turned to her with an angry expression. His arm snapped up and started to crackle with a purple lightning. He was going to attack her, but luck was on her side as his shoulder quivered and spasmed causing him to drop his arm in pain and stop his energy from running through it. "If we don't ask for your help. Don't offer it!" He shouted standing up a little. "You're lucky we need to recover or whatever was left of you after what we were trying to do would be splattered along the wall behind you!" he shouted once more snatching the lead box from the floor. With a growl emminating from his chest.

With the stones gone from his person Yawgmoth's body was easily able to repair the small puncture wounds in his back without much effort. They were minor injuries really, just when combined with a substance that weakened his being they grew to major status. With no more stones minor they were and quickly they healed. Sealing themselves up before her eyes. Yawgmoth sighed and cracked his neck. His stance firmer and more proud now. "Despite how much of an attitude adjustment we believe you are in for, we wish no person the illness of powerstone phthisis. We know what it does, and we know what twists it has provided us. We wish no person to go down that road. No matter how much we may wish to crush their puny brains in right now" He said glaring at her for that last bit. "And while we're on the subject, are you blind? Or do your glasses not function? Did you not witness us prying the stones ourselves. You could've waited a few more god damn seconds for us to pull the last ones out ourselves instead of jerking them all out at once you twit. Radiation takes prolonged exposure. Not the five more ******** seconds it would have taken for us to pull the stones out ourselves." He said loudly and angrily. His long black tail twitched angrily behind him and with the lead box still in hand he started walking towards her in a menacing manner. The moment he was in range his free arm snapped out and took a firm grasp of the top half of whatever clothes she wore using them to jerk her into the air to equalize their height by force. "Think before you act next time. Or we swear there won't be another next time for you.." he said quietly but sternly since their faces would be on the same level of height. With that Yawgmoth let go of her and let her fall the few inches back to the ground.

"Quite wrong little girl. It doesn't take a mind reader to figure out we don't want your help. Your eyes saw us plucking the shards ourselves. There were only a few left, ones we easily could've gotten. So then why, why did you bother to do it yourself when you know we would disagree? That is what we mean by think you bafoon." Yawgmoth insulted. Crossing his arms over his chest his crimson eyed glare kept a lock on her. "It was just common sense, which you obviously lack today"

Yawgmoth's expression grew furious, how dare this woman defy him so. "Yes. One more thing" Yawgmoth said walking closer to her again. "Scream...." he said, a evil malicious smile over his face. She was still fragile and he could still very easily crush her. So he figured, why not. To teach her a lesson about back talking someone like him. As fast as his hand could move he snapped it forward grasping one of her hands. Yawgmoth's massive hand was easily able to swallow all of her hand and as the smile widened his grip tightened. Firm at first, then a little painful. But it kept getting tighter. The painful feeling would worsen until his grip was to a crushing point. Harder than a vise it clamped. Her bones would only be able to take so much of his powerful grip until they crushed in under the extreme pressure. His expression gave off the aura that he was actually enjoying the act he was committing.

Yawgmoth just laughed and while he did not release her hand his crushing strength stopped increasing and he just held her hand there staring down on her. "We warned you pet. We told you not to make us angry. And you didn't listen. You kept on with your attitude simply because we had not hurt you before. Well we have now haven't we!?" he said with a maddening laugh. His eyes caught sight of her clothes rippling and knew what it meant. She was angry, and within all rights she should be. His smile turned into a sour mean expression very quickly knowing that this meant mana was building up, she might actually try to attack him to get him to stop. "You had better stop right there woman. Get angry. We don't care. But strike at us, and we'll take the entire arm with us. Unlike us we doubt you can regrow the limb!" he shouted again. "Now listen to us, and listen very carefully. We aren't going to play nice around your pathetic attitude anymore. Next time you anger us we're just going to kill you or rip something off or maybe we'll beat you down so much you'll wish we'd just broken your hand again...you've been warned. We will now kindly leave your sight. You have injuries to tend to" Yawgmoth said tossing her arm aside as his crushing grip finally released itself. Without thinking that any retaliation would come of it Yawgmoth headed for the door. If she did strike out at him it would be her last strike. He figured she'd be too busy crying over the pain to worry about him for now.

Yawgmoth only chuckled as she slammed the door. Her anger was apparent even before then, but the fact that she did nothing about it meant Yawgmoth was in control. Just the way he liked it. With that, he left exitting. Not even bothering to shut the door to her home.