“A giant dick huh? I certainly have one of those so it applies.” Kane said with a bit of a strained sound and small smirk but maybe pissing Ryah off wasn’t exactly going to get him what he wanted. Then again the guy was so easy to wind up it was too tempting and he wasn’t scared. In fact the most sad but funny truth of the situation was that Kane couldn’t die. He was in fact cursed to live forever and had tried many many many different ways to end it all. He had searched for a way to leave his plane for so long he would have laughed if some human with a blade had solved his problems.<br/><br/>Alas he also knew that there are worse things then dying out there, sometimes that was a blessing and an escape he could never take despite his efforts. When the blade came down the blood did too but it didn’t slow his down in the slightest as he could feel the grip of death but it felt like a second breath of life as if he woke up and the strength behind his movements was superhuman as he gripped on Ryah’s arm and tossed him off and onto the counter island he had been leaning against. The wound on his neck sealed up within moments leaving only the staining behind.<br/><br/>“I don’t expect a welcome I expect the fucking truth.” He said done playing around and the air in the room shifted as if everything started to shift and the heat from his hand travelled to the counter he had placed it on heating the stone so much it was like a stove. “Where is Drake?” He demanded in a firm tone ready to push more if he needed to.