the threat is real, as well as duly noted. but Stephen wasn’t in the business of being intimidated by the denizens of Hell – even half ones. for one the Prince of Hell for all intents and purpose looked human.

    now a cosmic horror. those, depending on the size and appearance even made him give a thin line of disapproving. 

    but not the man before him. 

    “one or one million i’ve given a vow to save as many as can be saved.” arms out as if going, ‘ta-da’ – “and that’s exactly what i did in this case. someone lived.” 

    although he had to hand it to the blonde; having skin ripped off is quite a gruesome thought. “hm. yes, well, i’ll pass on that. my skin could use some hydration but it’s fine where it is.”

    “on the other hand – if i find you out again, i have no problem ruining your intentions. again”

      _{“you can’t be everywhere, strange.” even if he could be, people would slip through the cracks, and that was when ky would strike. he didn’t like participating in violence for the sake of it, but it would more likely prove a point.}

       _{“you saved one life; one life, but people die everyday.” the causes were all different, but the end was the same. “you could say i’m…. speeding up the inevitable if you will.” it was more than that, far more if he was being honest, but that was what he’d amount it to. that way, he wouldn’t have to attempt to justify his actions.}

          _{“one, two – even a thousand death’s mean nothing.” not to him at least. “you ruin my intentions, i ruin your’s – things get bloody on both ends. eventually,” his arms folded across his chest. “things will get far more personal than they are now. when that happens? lines get drawn and i can assure you… you don’t want that to happen.”}