If the Baron's face couldn't be considered a face, then the expression upon it could hardly be considered a smile. His probing had been successful, the lord had expressed anger. What a lovely feeling it was to tap directly into the source from such a distance. Though the warlord himself couldn't see or feel it, the light of his emotion was drawn into the holes in the beast's chest. A feeling such as this was why The Baron was sent out, the Divine couldn't help but sate its lust for fresh food.

A man cried nearby, hollering his terrors and pointing towards the pair. The Baron saw his shape through his screaming, he didn't need to peel his eye away from the warlord to see. Though the lord of Xenom had felt the need to look away, The Baron watched as his attempted surprise attack had been launched.  

It was a shame that The Baron was also keen towards using distractions to strike at his foes.

As the lord of Xenom whipped around, The Baron too lashed out. Bringing his right leg out and forward sharply towards the shins of his shorter foe. Using his unsettling movements already, he twisted his right arm at an unnatural angle and aimed his palm upwards. With a sharp jerk of his shoulder and elbow he thrust his hand upwards towards Tetsue's wrist and hand, to pull the blade even further upwards and away from his arm. Stopping the momentum with his own unnatural momentum would be easy, as he figured his momentum would naturally be significantly greater than that of Tetsue. Whose body weighs far less than even his arm. 

Sweep the leg, grab the arm, and topple his foe. A simple strategy with effective results. Even if he didn't catch the arm proper, he felt as though he wasn't in any particular amount of danger. So much so that he felt it necessary to speak as he moved.

"So easily pulled by meeker beings, are you? I must admit I too am pulled by your kind as well." Such malice leaked through his words, he spoke of the lord as one who could barely be considered higher than those who he sought to conquer. More probing, more anger. 

Feed me.

Feed me!

[b]Feed me![/b]

The Baron's mind screamed of being sated, a taste of fresh anger was indescribable.