Pity, why feel pity for those who opposed him, ‘You know why?’  Astra commented on the passing thought in her wielder’s head.<br/><br/>‘You always speak up at the most intrusive moments you know that.’  Dradiro mentally growled back.<br/><br/>Dradiro’s icy hues swept over the crowd, a smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth.  A bar maiden was carrying a tray, “You there, come here girl.”  He pointed to her, then made the motion with his finger.  She obeyed well enough, fear flowing from her.  He grabbed an empty mug, holding it up for a tendril to grab and go beneath Aryel’s bleeding hand.  It stayed a moment before writhing away to go beneath Gabiriel’s hand.<br/><br/>The cup filled to his liking he brought it down, he felt the confusion from everyone.   Swirling the bloods within the cup for a quick couple second before turning the cup up he chugged the contents down.  “Vampire!?!”  A few of the Soldiers cheered.<br/><br/>He smirked and discarded the cup and dismissed the waitress.  Giving the command Aryel’s underlings were being escorted to their basic crucifixes.  Up until she broke free, this made his eyes narrow.  “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.”  He whispered.  Turning around to Aryel.  “Why stop?  This is the price you pay for your rebellion!”  He roared back, he had seen her fear, he was that fear.<br/><br/>Teleporting in front of her his right hand shot out with thunderous speed and snatch her just under her throat.   Finger nails like talons digging into tender skin off her neck.  “What some one will die for this treason.  You have wings, you’ll live through this.  I know how Angels work, fallen or not you’re an angel, and angel’s serve their Gods.  Yet I would rather subject myself to eternity of silence than deal with brats.”<br/><br/>He held his hand up and the soldiers stopped, “What do you offer for them?  What do you possibly have to bargain with that equals the lives of two hundred rebels?”  He asked, he kept hold but loosened his grip so she could speak, a tendril already working on a similar act to Gabiriel.  Trying to use him as a help to get her to talk.  Regardless of how she saw him, he was still a rebel just more of a spy type that failed to do his job.