His fireball goes askew, and it takes a moment to figure out exactly why. In the end, though, it should be predictable - the other Kenoma have arrived, just as he was expecting. What he wasn't necessarily expecting was who in particular it would be.

It's a full house, he processes dimly, attention becoming razor focused on the action and the way the sight of their faces sends his gut turning. All of them, all of the bastards that had been there when he was destroyed, each face revolting to them in their own ways. Makoto, Gen... they are at the forefront in his mind, as if their very presence is mocking him.

He won't allow them. He won't allow them their plans and he won't allow them to take back what he's stolen. Kaeya's shard remains firmly in his grip even as he bolts into combat.

He has two options here, as he sees it - savage Makoto while he's weak and remove him from the situation entirely, or take Gen down a notch before his conjury can cause him more trouble. With a hint of regret, he decides on Gen. Moving with the intent of interjecting before Gen can even consider what he's about to do, he bounds into the air and directly down onto Gen, aiming to dig in with his clawed feet and haul him into the air with a sharp beat of his wings. His tail lashes, attempting to entangle his target futher as he does.