"Damn." said Kyo quietly, watching the dazed and exhausted Ashlynn collapse onto the seat next to him before averting his eyes to Jade. "Thanks for the offer, but I gave up on Balthazar's classes. A little too intense for me. I simply can't handle it." The smile that stretched his lips was a strange one, sarcastic and yet somehow sincere at the same time. He glanced at Aphrodite and Dark, feeling slightly bemused that Dark had not acknowledged his presence. "I've been great," he started, remembering Jade's initial question. "I've enjoyed some..." --- [i]"Please stop, please!" shrieked the man on the floor, bleeding from multiple gashes and wracked with large, ugly contusions. "That was twenty years ago, I'm a different man now!" "I can't let you go now. You've seen my face." said Kyo coldly, stomping on the man's ribs as hard as he could. The man howled in anguish and thrashed helplessly under Kyo's foot, unable to move or to resist in any meaningful capacity. "Just kill me!" he pleaded. "You didn't kill her!" barked Kyo furiously, lifting the man up effortlessly by the scruff of his neck and pinning him against the wall. "I haven't even started with you." "Oh god, oh Jesus, please..." whimpered the man. "Oh, stop it." spat Kyo, slapping the man across the face. "That never works." "Lord, my saviour, I will fear no evil for you are w-" Kyo slammed his palm into the man's face and pushed him against the wall, grabbing the man's arm and stretching it out. Before the man could finish his prayer, an ice dagger materialised in Kyo's hand and he plunged it hard into the top of the man's arm, cackling as he screamed. He ripped the arm out with a brutal telekinetic pull and threw the man to the floor, tossing the severed arm aside. "Here's a miracle for you," snarled Kyo, wrapping one hand around the man's throat and placing his other palm on the bloody stump. "Thank you, Balthazar!" The man's screams were unending and awful as he watched the stump being cauterised with white magic. "I've been working hard, you know, training for this moment. Killing someone for the first time really did a number on me, but as I took down more and more of your friends, I just became used to it. There's no mental suffering, it's just fun!" he said gleefully, raising the dagger high. "Fuck you! FUCK YOU!" screamed the man as the dagger came plunging down once more. "Praise Jesus!" he cackled, grinning wide as the crimson, metallic liquid spurted out and gleamed against his teeth.[/i] --- "Some [i]me[/i] time." he finished with a warm smile.