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The large man looked over the situation and quickly reviewed what'd transpired in his mind. Since that man was clearly willing to go for cheap shots and his weapons were useless against the armor like skin of the Lord of the Wastes it was easier to strike him from range then. Yawgmoth's body set alight with a small purple aura that outlined his form and all the shadows in the bar jumped to his attention. Specifically, his own shadow flattened out into a large circular pattern and from it sprang several tendrils, long and thick at the base. Sixteen of them, four for each cardinal direction though, with it being a circular pattern some were more loose in their direction than others. "It's your turn to run away now boy. If even one of these gets a hold of you, the rest are going to tear you apart." he finally said. As soon as his words faded one tendril from the left and one tendril from the right swerved around and lashed across the room towards the man like bull whips. Each one intended to lash or snare. Touching them at all would be a very unwise decision for anyone.

Great, now he knew how those school girls feel in Hentai's when the tantacles were incoming. Wouldn't stop him for having a wank once in awhile to it, but atleast it was more relatable now. But while they tended to reamin still so the tentacles could ensnare, then fondle before they had four or them trying to punch through their drawn cervix. Ali reached his right hand down from the shotgun to grab onto the edge and then throw the table Solis had been on to intercept the one coming on his right, hurling himself backwards and to the floor so to avoid the other one afterwards.
Frankly If Crow wanted answers, then she ought to call off her guard dog.

Crow, having full faith that she would be protected from the lethal tentacles. Backed away from Ali, entering the circle and joining her man. She remained facing her attacker watching every move he made. "You have the chance now, to explain yourself before we ask Our Husband to end you." Crossing her arms, she leaned against her titans form and awaited the would be assassins reasoning for attacking her...again.

Kumouri had been listening to the exchange between the three now. Hearing Ali's remarks only added to his disgust at how much lack of commitment modern assassins had these days. He was raised under the belief of finishing a job, no matter what it took. Allowing one's self to be paid off to not kill a target, tainted one's reputation for good for you couldn't be trusted to do what you were paid to do.

"Here's a better offer. You lay off Crow and you'll get to leave here tonight alive. If you insist on pursuing her for that woman." he eyed over to the glass enclosure "What we did to her will pale in comparison to what you're in store for thanks to your little cheap shot. You know you don't have the weaponry to handle us right now and we both know we're not going to let you get the opportunity for another cheap trick again. So we think that's more than a fair deal considering what you've already done boy. You get to enjoy the room and board and booze and p***y that red headed whore was throwing your way until you decide to be foolish again and come after us. And for the record, we're not negotiating. This is the only offer you get. Turn it down and these" he looked in front of him as the tendrils rose up and writhed bending towards the man "Are going to turn you into several chunks of meat."

You know.., Ali's smirk kept itself pasted on his lips as he kept his eyes on the couple, still now looking for opportunities though also waiting to hear what Crow decided on when it came to his offer. But since there was a minor ceasefire, he might aswell cut her guard dog off short. That only work on those that are afraid of pain and death, you have nothing to threaten me with so don't bother. Besides I was talking to her, not you guard dog., Granted he had a preference of being alive, much like he'd prefer to be rich and currently be in a high-rise penthouse apartment with a supermodel gagging on his manhood, rather then stand in this "bar" and dealing with this kind of s**t. But hey, can't always get what you want. Besides, pain and death came with the job description, Also like incarceration if you didn't refuse to surrender. Either you dealt it out or you recieved it. Best to just realize and come to therms with it once you took on the profession.

Angel's chest began to noticeably rise and fall. Her breathing sounded like she was trying to suck air through a wet blanket but the fact that she was improving at all was a positive. Her eyes began to flutter beneath the safety of her lids. Faint background noise began to tug at the outskirts of her consciousness.

"He is not Our guard dog, he is Our husband and well within his right to protect his lady, not that We need him to." Tossing her ebony black hair back off her shoulders, the dark Queen scoffed at the assassin. "We think your wasting time so you can figure out how best to destroy Us. Think again meat bag, it's not happening." Reaching into her boot, she pulls out her cigarettes, lights one then exhales slowly through her teeth. "Your best bet, Ali, is to join Us. Become Our alley and you will never want for anything. Room, booze, p***y. We can give you everything you desire." Another drag off her smoke and she smirks. "We can lock that saucy little shy girl you were speaking too in Our dungeon for you, or if you want another round with Angel, We can lock her down there too." She watched him with her violet hues, reading his body language as well as his expressions. He was not getting another hit on her, the shoulder was still bleeding and stung like a ********>