Kristian watched the Ukaku user’s heel slam into the head of the Chimera. When he reverted he didn’t seem much older than him. Kristian stared at the individual for a second, eye tearing out lunatic slumped over onto the ground. Weight over his thorns that he hadn't released and refused to do so. 

Dying, but still ultimately alive. An inclination in his DNA told him to outright kill the Chimera. But a thought of survivability told him not to expose himself too much to Travis and this new stranger. Clearly if he opted for the death of this Chimera too soon. Knowing that he was not the wallflower at least Travis believed him to be.

Still Kristian was under no circumstance or any inclination that he wanted to spare this Chimera’s life. End it now. End his miserable existence now. It didn’t speak. It came charging at him. It had ripped its own eyes out of its sockets. It was berserking creature. What kind of future would it have? He saw it as a lost cause.

He cracked his knuckles. He watched as the Chimera slumped over and whispered something, he could barely make it out. 

Was he conscious? He felt no remorse for the thing. He actually felt more pity for it. It was better off day. 

“If you can hear me,” Kristian began, there was a different cadence to his voice at this moment like perhaps he was older,  though he wondered who would pick that up in a moment like this, “Convince us, why you should live?”

Could have just killed him. Now he’s opened a can of worms for him to create a sob sorrow for others to feel sympathy for. It pissed him off and he grinded his teeth when no one was looking. He hoped they didn’t care to look or pay close to attention. Instead to listen to this fucking pigs cry me a river story.