Uvogin smiled maddeningly as Anna launched a fireball into his face, and continued doing so long after the smoke cleared. Shrouded in life energy, his skin was tougher than iron - it would take massive firepower to begin phasing him. As he looked into the panicked girl's face, now gasping for air, he snickered, "Guess you have some fight in you after all, librarian. But you shouldn't have started one with me." With that, he began tightening his grip, preparing to choke the girl out. He probably would have, too, if Vance hadn't rushed over, pleading his case for unity. Like Anna, Vance seemed to think he'd lost control, but at least he'd tried to talk without attacking. "Allies?" Uvogin shot him a look before releasing his grip on Anna and turning straight towards him. "What kind of ally tries to bind their own? What kind of ally doesn't have faith in their own?!" His expression left no room for guessing, it was a look of contempt and disgust. "Did you think Kyle lost control to one life when you're all messing around with more? That guy has a strong sense of self and purpose. Throughout all our lives, that's been true, so we're keeping our beings distinct." Turning his eyes towards Anna now, who should've had enough air to think clearly again, he continued, "I'm not your friend, girl, but Kyle recognized you as allies...temporary as it may be. Given our arrangement, I won't kill any of you, but don't push your luck."