He had no intentions of committing error, waste time on the emaciated hope that Ky could be something better than what he revealed himself to be today. Deeming that many a false step had been taken in what was with the benefit of perspective a bungled, heavy handed approach to his management of the problems posed by the half-breed, Thor’s patience had reached a fatal tipping point. After which the next point called for action to be taken.

“I do not have to, for I can but see one way in which this will end.” Raising his arms, each hand was shown to wield a sword, each as long as his arms as weapons were called for in the wake of the breakdown of words. At the ultimatum aired, the blond doesn’t shrink away but rather steps closer. willing to stand against the male and his loosening of self-control. 

“You’ve killed far too many innocents, Ky’lar. I cannot allow you to continue your slaughter.”

_{the loss of self control wasn’t something new. it happened when the half-breed attempted to explore his limits. he got far enough where he could truly feel the power – the pure energy he could control and that was when everything went south.} 

_{ky’lar didn’t know how to cure that itch under his skin. he didn’t know how to draw everything back and he didn’t know how to stop himself. sometimes, he could simply exhaust his abilities to the point where he feel to his knees. though, other times… he wasn’t that lucky.}   

_{this just happened to be one of the few times where control was just out of his reach. changing into his more demonic form could help, but he wasn’t about to lose what little control he had left. he wanted to maintain himself… maybe that way he could keep himself together and maybe one day own what he was… though he doubted it at this rate.}

_{“it will end the way it always ends, thor.” that much was for certain in his mind as he took a step forward. “i can’t control it and i can’t let go. i won’t.” ky just didn’t want to accept the fact he was more monster than man.}