The Revenant left, feeding the rage that simmered in his form. Part of him wanted to give chase, but he knew William Arcus was lost to him today. It was time to go back in the ship for Skie and go. The Wrath Engine demanded he spend this mana, lest it burn out from inside him, his anger at seeing the traitorous snake leave demanded he express that anger, and so he turned inside ready to find some way to channel the mana in him into spells that would surely scorch an already destroyed ship. It would be petty, an abuse of his power, but certainly it would take the edge off his anger.
Moving below decks he moved with a surety, and found more burning. Had William Arcus' farewell attack burned this low? It made no sense, as he was too high up and the floors were showing scorch marks. Suddenly adrenaline flushed his system, even as the scorched burns continued to blister his body and cause small spikes in the pain he felt. It was discomforting, and surely he'd heal it later with his magic, but the priority was finding out what happened.
Seth moved towards the galley and found the source of the scorching, Talen Shadowalker. Eyes narrowed as he saw him raise his sword in an executioner's attack, speaking of how his victim was lucky. Already he was in motion, his eyes burning with a cold fury. His body made it in time to grab Skie's hair and tug her back even as the sword came down. He could feel the cold bite of the steel, even as he gripped the Gift of the Magi, the sword splitting his flesh easily and gutting the Lavinian. Pain coursed through him at the execution meant to take his pupil.
His grey eyes closed as he flinched in pain, feeling the blade easily cut into him, before they shot open. He made eye contact with his opponent and hissed, “Penance for your sins.” Purple energy coursed through him, arcing around the thief, through his hair even as he reached his hand forward, shoving it towards the shadowling. He then spoke, “That's my pupil you're fucking with. You want her life, its through me bed wetter.”
Two spells down. He could feel the engine starting to give, the fuel running out. His anger was beginning to sate, he didn't have much longer with the boosted magic. Talen of course didn't know this, but he had words for the general if he insisted on pursuing this course. Still, first the Lavinian Demon had to survive throwing a Sin Harvest in the kid's face and taunting him.
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