So the seed of a devil was what stood before him this day? That moniker was one had only heard in passing, chatter that persisted like a background noise during his travels between the realms. Unwillingly, his imagination rush to woefully substitute for the missing mental depiction of the so-named demon, confronting Thor with what he could only describe as a horrific vision.
Eyes shut tight, his chest heaves with a large intake of air, drawing strength from the bracing winds surging around them. “Well, son of Blackheart, you have made for yourself this day an enemy in the son of Odin!” And just like that, the first move would go to Thor, who marches forward in a rush before he had even finished speaking.
Given the calibre of the threats Ky had lofted about, the thunderer favours swift resolution instead of a drawn out fight. “Now heed my warning once and beg not for a reminder–” Relying on but a hint of intimidation and threatening words to get his message across, he stretches a hand towards the collar of the other’s shirt, dragging him onto the tips of his toes as he draws his face close to Ky’s. “–Should you continue to remain committed to your evil intentions, I will have no choice but to OBLITERATE you where you currently stand!”
his true form was monstrous; a reason he favored a human body. true, it was just a shell to make him look ‘normal’, but there was much more to it than that. the moment he changed… was the moment all – what little he had of it – vanished. a reason to why he preferred to look like a human. preferred to blend in.
of course, the name son of odin didn’t seem to phase him. gods, demons, humans, and otherwise. they all could bleed. they all could die if given the right tools, but that wasn’t what he was going for. no, not this time. this time, he was simply proving that he would be willing to do anything to get his point across.
a reason to why a smirk spread across his lips as he was dragged up by the god. oh, he had an ace in his pocket – one he wasn’t sure would work, but one he only would use if the circumstances were dire enough to use it. of course, for the time being, he wasn’t even going to, but still… dropping a few certain comments had gone a long way in the past — why shouldn’t they the same now?
“i don’t back out when things get too harsh, son of odin.” his words came out smoother than he thought as his hands clenched into tight fists. “you hurt me and you’ll have my father to deal with.” though, in reality, blackheart was far more reasonable than ky’lar, but that was also attributed to the fact that wisdom comes with age… and failures.
Hellfirebound 