Or so Zephyr thought. After reclaiming his scythe, he turns, his left paw raised in the air. The shadows around engulf Lokyar and Zephyr, but not Kitane, for she is immune to such attack. As he lowers his paw, the shadows remain around the two, leaving them immobile for now. A dark purple must starts to swirls around Kitane and she steps away from the others. "After years, I have believed you to be dead. But that soulless **** saved you and turned you against me. I looked up to you, even of you were dead. I may hardly have memories of my past life, but that doesn't mean I didn't stop caring." She hissed, her eyes fully turning silver. A low laughing hiss erupts from him.
"Then you shouldn't have cared and went on wih your pathetic existence." He says, his tone malicious. "Release your demon and fight. Or else you will be crushed." He snarls, malevolence in his eyes. The purple mist around Kitane fades and she spins her sword.
"Then fight me." She growls.