Raijiin watched as the man writhed on the ground before them. "I assure you sir, I'd never kill someone's family unless provoked to..." he told the man calmly. The man on the floor pleaded with Raijiin for his help. A purple mist appeared in the room and collected itself to form a lyre in the half demon's hands. The young hybrid strummed slowly and sweetly coaxing a soothing melody from the strings. He looked upon the man who had settled and stopped moving around on the floor. "If a game with Death is what will cure you of this... I would advise you to go partake in the contest now.." Raijiin's eyes flashed violet as he told the man this. "I have only bought you some time before your demon friend inside forces out again. I'm quite certain he'll be very angry to have been sealed away even temporarily." Raijiin helped walk the man over to the voodoo shop door. "Sir, I did not catch your name. I am Raijiin Fuzikashi... and again... you are most assuredly mistaken as I have killed no one unless attacked first. But alas, we are here at the shop... would you like me to wait for you here?"