#khax: idk u kinda sus

[skxrbrand]

"We are as different as night and day, as cold and hot, as alive and dead." Kha'xanzyr rejoins, a growl to his voice, the disgust there unmistakable in both his tone and how he curls his lip. A current crawls over him.

" Don't be coy. You feel it in your blood, as I do. And what are pretty words to the reality of blood?"

The Architect chuffs. " He knows. But it is my responsibility to free myself. I am no damsel who needs rescuing." Suspicion creeps into his manner. The Bloodthirster's eyes narrow.

"Why are you asking?"

[x] @skxrbrand

Just as Kha'xanzyr's blood burned, so too did Ermon's. As much as his hate was almost entirely his own, he was still a Daemon of Malal - almost was not entirely.

But he ignores it. Perhaps one day he will get the pleasure of sending the Bloodthirster to oblivion, but that was not today.

"You sought revenge, and the power to take it. Perhaps we are not so entirely different." Ermon replied slyly in response to Kha's attempt to justify his actions. That was no particular trait from Malal's own parentage; it was just a matter of seeing the obvious.

"I see." Ermon rumbles thoughtfully as he gestures with a clawed hand. "And does he know of this?"

Likely, but this was a learning exercise. Kha'xanzyr was the most talkative of his brothers, by dint of their current "alliance". A resource to be tapped while it was there.

"Or do you wish to break The Reaper's hold over you too? Is that what this is?"

A grin of wicked fangs.