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Yawgmoth stopped right in front of Ziven and bent his head down to the right side of her head to where his eyes looked beyond her and her eyes, unless she moved them, would look past his shoulder. He whispered carefully to ensure that no others would hear him. "Then let's take the first step shall we little lady? The first step is your agreement to join us. We will take things from there. If sacrifices must be made on our part, so be it. Name your prices. But be aware that this union of might and untold power will require sacrifices on both sides. If we are to truly grasp the opportunity presented, we must actually get along first and foremost." he concluded with a solemn nod standing back up to full height and starring down at her with a firm stare. Yawgmoth's skin began to crawl from the presence of Ryan. He was positive that massive amounts of dark energy rolling off of him were doing the same to the angel. Then came Hunter, bah just what he needed. Chances are Ziven would lose all train of thought and flock to her boy toy.

With a deep disappointed sigh Yawgmoth rubbed his forehead as his eyes closed. "Your incredibly naivety is dumbfounding. Do you have any idea what you've just chosen to give up?" he said sounding very very irritated. Pointing to Hunter with his eyes closed still he began to try and reason with her. "That buffoon is going to die. We told you that. Because the idiot thinks he can control whatever powers hes gaining. We'll let him believe that. Should you realize your potential with us and gain the kind of power we have you could prevent this from happening. You could keep him. Perhaps, you could be happy. But no. Simply because you do not support our cause because of what you deem to be 'evil' or 'bad' then he really is going to die. Know why?" the Dark Titan inquired. Opening his eyes revealing another power unleashed by exorcism of the Old God within, his eyes actually contained pupils now. Instead of being large red lights there was a small black pupil with crackling black lines scattered across the red. Starring into her eyes with these new hues he spoke the words that would undoubtedly start a conflict here and now. "Because you were too stupid and your morales too high and your ego too proud to do anything that you don't consider 'good'. Once that kid gets killed we're going to take from you what we've lusted after all this time, and then after we've had our fun and your traumatized from the event, we'll begin our take over. After the backlash from Aliator is over and he's dead, our supremacy is assured. And here, you could've been a part of that. But no, no all because you have to be misses goody-goody and deny the power to make you happy because it would involve siding with someone you deem 'evil'. Too bad."

"I said nothing of good and evil. If I chose so blindly, I would be standing by Ryan right now and not questioning a damn thing. But no. I stand by hunter, whom is a hell wraith! What could possibly be equated more with something that would be considered evil that a being associated with hell? I choose as I see fit. Ali is no angel and yet he too I would support before even considering supporting you." she said in a strong tone, watching him still, her expression starting to turn sour. She knew there was likely going to be some backlash but she knew she was right.

Scoffing lightly at her words Yawgmoth rolled his eyes. "All that says, is that we're just the most twisted. Ali is softening up and Hunter was born from an Angel. How evil can they really be? We're born from the hatred of the new gods who imprisoned an old god of darkness and evil within our very being. We are the embodiment of the alignment. All your words say to us is that those people you name are less evil than we. And that we're too evil for you to consider siding with us because what we do conflicts with your morales. Hell Wraith be damned, has he actually taken a life? Aliator has but he won't kill women and children, he has honor. We don't. We kill everything that stands in our path and for no reason other than, 'because we can'. That's why you won't side with us." When he was finished lecturing Ziven he turned his head towards Ryan and Hunter and seeing them gather weaponry of some kind be it the sword or the claw, Yawgmoth decided to take action and held his left arm out snapping his fingers and opening his palm. In a blast of black energy the mighty axe, The Purger, appeared in its masters hand. The blade had no magical properties what so ever but it was gigantic. The weight alone would cause more damage to the body on impact than the actual cut.

"We do not know if he is dead, his energy has left this plane. We know that. With him gone, Angel being about as seen as Bigfoot these days, we figure it is time we took things over like we've always wanted to. No one is around to stop us and for that matter, no one is strong enough anymore. We are confident of that. If you three want to make the attempt, by all means." he said with a cocky grin. "Try us." he said slamming the axe into the ground with the blade causing the wooden floor to splinter under the weight. Sliding his hand off of the handle Yawgmoth's energy began to swell as the shadows gathered around him. He had not come down from the 15% of his maximum that he'd displayed yesterday for Ziven. The cracking black lines in his iris' began to thicken as his power took a very sharp and noticeable increase. The dark aura around him thickened. It was to the point now where anyone within 5 yards of him would feel a burning sensation on their skin from how concentrated it was. His muscles tightened and the fiber tissue beneath them pushed tightly against his tan skin. Yawgmoth's tail even seemed to thicken and the whooshing sound it made when swinging through the air grew louder with each swing. He had doubled his previous output. 30% of his new maximum. His ego would not allow him to push anything further. Gripping the handle of The Purger with his off hand and lifting it up and over his shoulder he smiled. "So who gets to die first?"

Fox giggled as he grew from her shadow and stud next to her first a head slowly working down to his feet came out. " Well someone looks all confused now don't they. " He said smileing, but not looking at her just with the horns resting ont eh top of his head and his tail slightly swaying abck and forth almost taping her on the leg but not quiet. Oh before I forget, Fox is no older then nine years old and he stands no taller then 4ft 11in in hight not counting his horns. being a DNA respent from Yawgmoth he strangely looks like the tall red headed man that seems to be running his mouth a lot but knew he could back it up.

Fox waited for a response from this new comer that her was going to have his fun with, even if that was nothing lie the fun that was going on in the room right now but still he liked new people.

>>another new person?! She jumped and turned around to look down at the young boy<< I. I am. I know no one here and so feel quite out of place in all of this. >>She makes a half smile at the boy before looking back over her shoulder and adjusting her stance so she may still look at the child and the group<<

Hunter turned, hearing Foxs words. When he snapped his fingers His neko ears twitched. Hunter completely turned attention from Ryan and Yawgmoth looking at the new girl. "Becarefulll what you talk to him about.. you may become his slave.." He said with a laugh. Then a grin. An evil grin. a Childish and evil grin. He then laughed again. They Stopped, not wanting to make himself out to be a fool.

Ryan Ignored Hunter for now, focusing on the larger threat Yawgmoth.