The shred of logic left in her mind KNOWS he would not hurt her, but there is SOMETHING ELSE at play here, now. It’s been this way since he first appeared in her life; an inexplicable, immediate MAGNETISM. It runs down to her blood and bones, as though they CALL to him, and HE to THEM. Drawn to him as she has always been, now emotion is causing her to recoil, an old, inescapable fear forcing her feet backwards, until her shoulders meet the wall behind her.

  The PAIN hits then and she groans, but not from that impact. There is a HEAT, as though her blood is BOILING in her veins, causing them – and her eyes– to darken noticeably. Something takes over, her stance changing, becoming one of DEFIANCE and DETERMINATION. Her chin lifts, irises now the color of evergreens under a moonless sky do NOT waver from his, spine straightening while shoulders square. Her lips are moving without her knowledge, an ancient language pouring out: A spell of protection, only it’s in HELLSPEAK.

  Of course. These things are tucked away in her mind, after all. Normal children learn world history, she learned that of the damned. It isn’t much; a small display of power; a warning put out on INSTINCT, due to the demon’s reaction and rage while wearing a face so NEW to her. The air charges, BLASTING back on Ky’lar, as though a wall of wind is striking him.

_{ANGER, that was all that went THROUGH his mind. Also there was RAGE – at EVERYTHING. His father, his own MISTAKES, and most importantly… how he would NEVER BE ENOUGH. IT WAS IMPOSSIBLE to be enough for ANYONE these days.}

_{He couldn’t stand up to his FATHER, he couldn’t stand up to ANYONE, and all he had was his SURVIVAL INSTINCTS that kept him ALIVE all these years. It was why the very MOMENT he got strong enough, he was going after his FATHER. Not to imprison him, but to RID the universe of him.} 

_{The only problem was he DOUBTED that it would come to pass anytime soon. All he had to keep doing was SWITCHING bodies, keep from BURNING through them, and then keep his plans in motion. It was why he was ATTEMPTING to have some happiness — something to keep him GOING.}  

_{Yet, there was no doubt about that in his ANGER, he was starting to RUIN everything. RUIN it to the point where the only RELEASE would be someplace COLD and alone. However, his mind SWITCHED from pure RAGE and ANGER to what was akin to CONFUSION.}

_{The BLAST was unsetting, it was UNEXPECTED, and it CAUGHT him off guard. It was one thing to be HIT by one and another to not even KNOW where it came from. A reason to why his RAGE in instants… just so he could try to FIGURE out what the hell had happened.}

_{“— What… was that?” He finally managed to get out through huff’s of breath as he leaned his head against a wall.}