[ He was here to watch, not because he particularly cared, but he knew his role. This is where the Pleroma would be gathering, and even for their shared connection to the abyss, not everyone exactly had the stomach for watching people be burned alive. That was to say nothing of the particular connection that quite a few people seemed to have to the pair. So a silent guard duty it was as another face in the crowd. The other Pleroma largely didn't know his face and certainly didn't know his ability, so he was as good a defense as any. When the sky splits, he does shield his eyes from the light, though only briefly.
Well, to work, then.
The crowd starts to disperse, and Sebastian mills generally with the crowd for cover, since he's also searching. It doesn't take long, since he recognizes a face making quite the entrance.
Akua's entrance is one he can objectively appreciate in its easy grace, since he's fond of such things himself. Were it different circumstances, it would have been nice to engage properly and tease out a little more information about her, but ah, well. The threat that she had posed was made clear enough, and it was one that he was particularly well-suited to face. If she favored fire, then a creature of hell was no better match. But first, he might as well go with something simple.
There's nothing particularly showy about how he suddenly moves out of the crowd he had been hiding in, just a gentle push past one shoulder to the edge, and then his eyes come alight as he taps into the speed that's very much inhuman. That sudden flash of red may well be her only warning before the distance between them is rapidly closed. It's not the full speed he's used to (for the best—she wouldn't survive it), but it's as fast as Horos seems willing to allow. It seems like a direct attack at first, but as she might defend forward, he easily slips slightly to the side and swings the unshowy combat knife in his hand up towards not just her neck, but quite precisely aimed for her artery. ]
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Well, to work, then.
The crowd starts to disperse, and Sebastian mills generally with the crowd for cover, since he's also searching. It doesn't take long, since he recognizes a face making quite the entrance.
Akua's entrance is one he can objectively appreciate in its easy grace, since he's fond of such things himself. Were it different circumstances, it would have been nice to engage properly and tease out a little more information about her, but ah, well. The threat that she had posed was made clear enough, and it was one that he was particularly well-suited to face. If she favored fire, then a creature of hell was no better match. But first, he might as well go with something simple.
There's nothing particularly showy about how he suddenly moves out of the crowd he had been hiding in, just a gentle push past one shoulder to the edge, and then his eyes come alight as he taps into the speed that's very much inhuman. That sudden flash of red may well be her only warning before the distance between them is rapidly closed. It's not the full speed he's used to (for the best—she wouldn't survive it), but it's as fast as Horos seems willing to allow. It seems like a direct attack at first, but as she might defend forward, he easily slips slightly to the side and swings the unshowy combat knife in his hand up towards not just her neck, but quite precisely aimed for her artery. ]