[His claws tear into his brother and his feet scrape against stone, claws dragging grooves into it. The energy keeps flowing into him and he pulses for a moment, black 'steam' flowing off of him. And yet his hands are cold as he braces one against Joshua's chest so he can strike him again across the face.]
[Mortals... mortals have done this. This is one of them. It's their fault - it's their fault that he hurts so much. If he'd been summoned right then maybe he wouldn't feel like this. He's in the right - he has to be.]
[His head tilts and a low growl escapes him. There's nothing but burning red and blue where his eyes should be. Whatever sense he might have had is gone right now, lost in the animal instinct to feed and retaliate against an enemy.]
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[Mortals... mortals have done this. This is one of them. It's their fault - it's their fault that he hurts so much. If he'd been summoned right then maybe he wouldn't feel like this. He's in the right - he has to be.]
[His head tilts and a low growl escapes him. There's nothing but burning red and blue where his eyes should be. Whatever sense he might have had is gone right now, lost in the animal instinct to feed and retaliate against an enemy.]