As Creed was held in Toguro's hand, his hand wrapped around his head. He was ready to die, again, after all he'd just revive... His stone would not be destroyed... But as he looked up to observe the situation, he saw Kevin be obliterated. He watched one of his best friends be torn apart, his soul shattered and a piece stolen... Kevin would not come back from this one, he was dead and dead for good. Creed hung limply in Toguro's grip and as he processed this, he felt, strangely, nothing... He was still processing, and in processing he was calm, calmer than he'd ever been before in his life. After a minute though, his eyes closed, before sliding open, his eyes slit. Before he could know what was happening, Toguro felt his grip lost, his arm detached from the body, more lava flowing as heat burst forth. The arm fell limply to the ground as Creed crouched before Toguro, now right in front of him. His eyes were drawn in unfathomable anger, the slitted pupils drilling into him. Clarent was drawn, and he burned brightly with fires of anger.