Amos was relieved, Iratze was now under his control and what she had become sent a small shiver down his spine. So intoxicating and pervasive was his power, that it could warp anything it touched. He rose, feeding off his Iratze's hate, something that he had never predicted. They could work in tandem now, fueling one another with their raw emotions, growing stronger by the second. He carefully pushed her wings aside to look at Seatus, who was taking a moment to reflect on what they had said to him. Though he was not at one-hundred percent, Amos was feeling much stronger.

Then Kyra arrived, the little shadow Goddess. He listened without retaliating, her words were meaningless and futile. As she finished, he was about to speak to her but fate had other plans. 

"You'll have to kill me." and then Seatus summoned the water.

He whispered to himself before the wave hit,[color=darkred]"So be it."[/color] He could not outrun it and Cerbanis was lost to him for the moment. 

The rush of the wind was a prelude to the wave that crashed upon him. He was a rock upon a beach made of green. The water was too much for him and he was carried with it, fighting to regain control of his movement. Every manner of debris hit him and he hit them in return, and every time he grew angrier but could not do a thing about it. Eventually his body hit a tree that would just not budge, even from the force of his impact. He remained, pinned there for what seemed like an age before the water finally stopped, eventually coming to a halt altogether.

His eyes snapped open, revealing a red glow with malevolence. His body fixed itself into an upright position and then exploded in phis aura once more. Not as intense as direct contact, like with Iratze, but it still warped the surrounding area which turned the flora into abominations. Flowers withered and died, bushes grew thorns, while the trees became gnarled and dead. He was a ways off from hence he began but he could still see Kyra and Seatus, staring. He could not find Iratze.

He began to walk towards Kyra, every step he took, the ground became corrupted. Amos spoke to Kyra in a cold, alien voice, [color=darkred]"I am no fool, Kyra. The only entitlement that I have a right to, is my home. You would not know what a home is, now do you.. [i]Sun's Scorn[/i]? Ah that's right, you fled like a mouse from our Mother and all she wanted to tell you was how sorry she was but this is besides the point I believe.[/color] Every step he took, he closed the gap between himself and Kyra. Seatus loomed in the background.

He spoke vehemently now, [color=darkred]"Look at me Kyra, do you think I haven't learned to hate myself? Do you think it was just Brontes to blame, for this? I have many reasons Kyra, reasons that are beyond you and I will not share them. I cannot speak for Iratze but know her reasons are as good as mine. Now, do us all a favor before you judge so quickly about things you cannot even comprehend, [i]think.[/i][/color] Amos arrived in front of Kyra then, and he loomed over her, his intense gaze was unwavering as he looked down upon her. 

His voice dropped to a whisper now, audible only to her, [color=darkred]"Your insults have gone too far, Night's Queen. Come, let me teach you the meaning of my [i]hate[/i].[/color]

In an instant, two things happened; firstly, he raised his right arm, palm outstretched and like a bullet Cerbanis appeared in his hand. Secondly, his aura of hate exploded around himself, hoping to make Kyra's own hate rise, which he could then influence.

He then brought his sword down upon her..