Pyra gave an audible, tired sigh at the feel of the claw underneath his neck, and raised his right arm slowly up in the air, fingers spread wide “I would raise the other one too, but you broke it with that explosion of yours.” He slightly smirked, although he doubted the Myti could see that. Probably in his best interest to not take an aggressive action towards the one with a claw less than an inch from his throat.