Standing before her, the sight and and smell of the blood on her face pitted his stomach. Angry and fueled by a rage far different than any previous outbursts, it was impossible not to hone in on the life that was dripping from her, but concrete in responsibility, Colton fought the urges it evoked as he continued to fight against his Brujah sister. "The same rules don't apply to you," he scorned in an unmistakable growl, realizing that at that moment he sounded just like Marcos, which left a rather bitter taste in his mouth. "Sorry, Princess, but they don't, and you fucking knew it before you set a single foot in this place. And what I'm doing here is none of your concern. You're the one stupid enough to be in the ring not me. Tell me, do you want to get us both killed?! Because if Marcos hears about this-" He stopped himself. There was no if involved here. Colton knew very well he wouldn't be able to keep this from their sire, the Primogen would find out, of that there was no question, but theconsequences would be his to endure, not Meghan's. Another fact there was no question about.<br/><br/>Turning away from her, Colton ran a large hand over his crown that he then dragged down his face in an attempt to settle his nerves, but when Zyana implied that she was not yet done with her fight he couldn't stop the sharp laugh that erupted from him. "Are you serious?" He patronized her, spinning back to face her. "You really think I'm going to let you go back out there to get yourself wacked? Damn that mother fucker must have hit you harder than I thought." Colton was being purposefully harsh, but he paused before the next string of words left his mouth, letting his grey eyes settle in hers pointedly. "You won't be proving anything to anyone, Zyana, you're going home," he stated flatly, "There will be no second half for you."<br/><br/>With that statement, as if it were a queue, the door behind him opened and Colton's ghoul entered to wait silently. "You've had your fun. Now you're going to brush off this ridiculous peacocking and do as your told. Kramer will be escorting out."<br/><br/>He knew a fit would be brewing within her, but the woman could bitch and complain all she wanted, Colton had already saw to replacing her in the second round. It didn't happen often, but a fight could be stopped due to protest, and Colton had had every reason to protest; not just for the sake of his own head but Zyana's as well. She was an heir, a well known one at that, and rumors flew on how others could cash in on what Marcos had already laid claim to. Kindred were just as greedy as any human, and little stopped most of them from trying to steal what didn't belong to them. Marcos wasn't the only one with his eyes on the princess' fortune, and ending her would only make their efforts that much easier. Chalk it up to a fight gone wrong, and the Rivers wealth would be up for grabs once again.<br/><br/>Marcos wouldn't have it, and neither would his first childe. Colton would be ending her fight, whether she agreed to it or not.