The moment Belial's attack moves through him, his connection to the other demon tells him as much. This Loki may as well be a phantom, intangible and untouchable and for a moment his own rage simmers in response to that fact.
He wants to tear Loki apart. He can't.
At the same time, his spell on Akechi was enough to hinder the demon; it's attacks cease, and the dots connect. To attack Loki, he has to attack Akechi. It's a moral conundrum. He doesn't want to attack a human, and Loki is really his only goal. Darkness and fire creep into his veins, and he can hear the almost unintelligible call to do it. To drive his fist into Akechi's chest the way Akechi has driven his knife into his.
He doesn't want to. There are those who would be sad.
He wants to. The call of vengeance burns in his blood.
A fist connects with the side of his face, the force of if it making him turn his head with it.
The call of vengeance wins, momentarily. Kazuya grits his teeth, and both of his hands come up to grip Akechi, practically still pristine, if a little coated by Kazuya's own blood, by his shirt. Another spell. Diajama, to make sure the hurt he inflicts stays, to make sure that there will be no reprieve from what Kazuya's about to do next. That what he does will linger and make him regret ever attacking him in the first place.]
This might.
[He reaches deep into the primordial darkness that simmers and burns and boils in his chest until a great well of magic springs up, unleashing the entirety of the Calamity of Babylon directly into Akechi's body at such a close range, and just barely restrained enough to not kill him outright.]
cw: me breaking my rule of not tagging anyone until my tag ins are done also VIOLENCE!!!!!!!!
The moment Belial's attack moves through him, his connection to the other demon tells him as much. This Loki may as well be a phantom, intangible and untouchable and for a moment his own rage simmers in response to that fact.
He wants to tear Loki apart. He can't.
At the same time, his spell on Akechi was enough to hinder the demon; it's attacks cease, and the dots connect. To attack Loki, he has to attack Akechi. It's a moral conundrum. He doesn't want to attack a human, and Loki is really his only goal. Darkness and fire creep into his veins, and he can hear the almost unintelligible call to do it. To drive his fist into Akechi's chest the way Akechi has driven his knife into his.
He doesn't want to. There are those who would be sad.
He wants to. The call of vengeance burns in his blood.
A fist connects with the side of his face, the force of if it making him turn his head with it.
The call of vengeance wins, momentarily. Kazuya grits his teeth, and both of his hands come up to grip Akechi, practically still pristine, if a little coated by Kazuya's own blood, by his shirt. Another spell. Diajama, to make sure the hurt he inflicts stays, to make sure that there will be no reprieve from what Kazuya's about to do next. That what he does will linger and make him regret ever attacking him in the first place.]
This might.
[He reaches deep into the primordial darkness that simmers and burns and boils in his chest until a great well of magic springs up, unleashing the entirety of the Calamity of Babylon directly into Akechi's body at such a close range, and just barely restrained enough to not kill him outright.]