Break the Mould (Split)

"You speak a lot to say only one thing, demon." Kyten stated seriously, finding his voice after the demon's speech. Though the insectoid's thoughts were usually far more practically minded in a setting like this, he could not leave the demon's words unchallenged. If those words were true, they applied to him just as much as Yogu. Possibly more. Though Steel gave his retort, Kyten could not hold back his own. "So Yogu is a construct, built to contain you? He is no less real for that. He is no less a person, even if he wasn't born as one. Even if he was made for a purpose. You speak as if he is merely a wall in your way, but if he were, he could not think. He could not act on his own. He could not defy someone like you."

More venom than expected seeped into that last word, wide eyes glaring at the disembodied globs hanging around the two humans. This may be pointless, a waste of breath, but he continued. "And if he did not feel, if he wasn't real, what point would there be in speaking to him? Of convincing him of his fakery? Do you denigrate every wall in your path? You accept that he is real from that alone, no matter what you say."

Having stood ready for an attack, Kyten abruptly flew to the side and let the lightning fly past. Or at least, that was the theory; in practice, he was too slow, and the bolt tore a hole in his chest's organic armour, exposing the green flesh underneath. A louder hiss emerged than prior, but Kyten quickly righted himself and prepared to strike as a bright flash of light engulfed Yogu. He waited, hand pointed and gathering energy in the palm, prepared for the demon to emerge and continue the fight.

Yet, as the radiance dissipated, it left the shirtless form of Yogu rather than the demon. Though there were strange markings across his body, it was clearly Yogu, confirmed by the voice and the significantly less hostile tone. While not expecting the kindness to actually halt the demon, Kyten was perfectly happy to have been wrong about that assumption.

As he looked upon the shirtless form, part of Kyten thought that perhaps it was still correct to strike down Yogu in this state. The demon could break out of Yogu again. It could kill countless others if it did, and they could potentially stop that now. Yet, perhaps that would simply let the demon free if Yogu was truly a cage for him. Demons, sorcery and magic. They were all unknowns to Kyten. This was ignoring the practical side, as it was unlikely either human would allow him to do so at this point.

Fortunately, Kyten had no true desire to kill Yogu. It would have been so much easier to slay the demon had he remained in control, but that was not the case. At present, he was of no threat, and the creation knew that it would be cruel even if he did wish to make the attempt. Perhaps it was fortunate that he did not know of magic. That part of him that wished to kill would have done so, had he known it was the best way to end the demon's threat for good. Even Kyten didn't understand his own thoughts fully, as that more instinctual part of him seemed to act automatically. 

Kyten held a smile for a moment as he looked at Yogu, feeling more genuine than the forced one he held for much of this encounter. "Even if you are were made by another, you are no fake, Yogu." It was a simple statement, and whether he heard it or not did not matter. Partially, he was saying it for his own sake.

With the demon dealt with, Morrigan told them that the major fighters were dealt with. He was willing to take Morrigan's word on that; disappointing as it was that he couldn't aid with the main fight, and as unhappy as he was that these destroyers had successfully managed to flee the scene, there was little to be done now. Regardless, she still seemed willing to check one last place.

"I'll do the same. I can heal this damage rather quickly. Honestly, I am more worried about your body than mine." Wide red eyes appraised Morrigan, then Steel. Kyten didn't know which human had taken worse punishment so far, but neither seemed to be in great shape. Moreover, neither had the ability to heal as he did. Still, with Morrigan making her decision and the creation being the least hurt of the three, that left Steel to take care of Yogu. "Get him to safety, Steel. He knows you better than me, and carrying him would be inconvenient for me, anyway." The fingerless claws flexed slightly, making the reason for the inconvenience clear.

With that, he flew off alongside Morrigan. This was roughly in the direction of the one Steel had protected earlier. The one who was dragged away from the main fight. Though Kyten did not know why he was targeted, he was still willing to help, if he could. Yet, there was this odd feeling, one that reminded him of the brown Majin. From the last time he saw this woman.

Hopefully, he wouldn't be too late, like last time...