Kane hadn't faired much better in the blood covered department as he barely seemed to notice. His hand reached out on instinct and summoned the soul of the new corpse that had been ready to flee. He had it in a small orb in his hand as his mastery of soul magic was very strong and he could manipulate souls even in living beings. With all the onlookers watching, demons especially , he swallowed the orb like a puff of smoke. Getting your soul eaten meant there was no coming back. It was final in a way that even death wasn't.<br/><br/>Many demons feared that fate and Kane embodied it. Not able to die and able to devour their being with little effort. So here they were two freaks presented on stage for the world to see. He hoped the powers that be that chose this union were having a good laugh at all this because Kane wasn't. It didn't take much effort with his new burst of energy to summon that flames that ported them back to their home, their safe haven even if the place didn't hols much of Kane's personality or tastes.<br/><br/>After the flames died down he was left standing there a foot from the angel looking at this back and mangled wing that looked like it was painful. "Is there.. anything to help it heal?" He said in the deafning quite if their room. He was trying to hold it together but it was hard for him too and he wondered when the shadow of his depression would engulf his and pull them apart once more.