Cyrus grew tired of these foolish attempts on his life with a sigh he released his wings. Magnificent white wings erupted from his smooth back knocking the sword away and pushing Li back some. He turned on his heels quick to attack her but she blinked away again. He no longer used sight but instead guided his body toward the source of light. With his right hand extend one more time he reached for her very soul this time. His hand was covered in a black flame. It would pierce her chest seeking to pass right through the flesh and grab hold of the pure ball of light that was her soul. He clutched his hand grabbing hold of it and forcing his dark aura into her body. It burned his hand to be so close to such pure light but at the same time he was leaving dark scars on her very soul.<br/><br/>"Your not very nice are you?" He was probably the last one that should have been saying that. However he viewed this whole situation as a game. If the agents of heaven wanted to play with him then he would gladly play their game. He would be taking their little pawn with him. It would take quite some time to corrupt their pawn but he would have fun doing it. While Li would be fighting for her life he would chain her to the hell of Lust. She wouldn't be able to ascend back into heaven until his spell was broken or he died. Neither of those things seemed to be happening any time soon.