Burning, burning, hearts like the fire in the depths of the core of Earth his emotions were being trapezed across the light around them. Every emotion beheld by this man was in a swirl as he followed to a clearing. His eyes were darker, almost souless black, as he twitched in his mind. His soul was beginning its turn, fighting the powerful forced he had against him. He was human but there was a force his clan used to calm. He stood there, inhaling and exhaling with a deep desire. A dark desire to stop this she-devil and her trick on his soul. Eli may be under her control and soon to fall to his knees to his demise but he too was not to fall easy. He had a duty to do. Eli was to stop the man who destroyed his home.<br/><br/>Every security he had was being turned into a weapon...<br/><br/>Deception, desires to kill it swirled in him but did the Slayer want to murder her just because of a trick?A trick that would or might not be his downfall? The young male Slayer grinned and he could feel the new trick coming. Magic weaved like a shade over his eyes, clouding his vision. Making him see her as a target. Looking to the sky he breathed a cloud of steam lightly into the air and began to chuckle. The air suddenly changed as he began to mutter something and looked at her like she was now nuts.<br/><br/>"You lead me out here to hasten my lust for blood? Are you kidding me? I never wanted to kill you but now that I do - what can you say - that my demise will be my own doing? I thank you for opening my madness." he grinned and lowered his head to look at her, navy strands of hair blew back and forth in his eyes. That was no act that time. Eli shook his jacket and it dropped a handle into his hand. This just took a turn his way even if it wasn't supposed to be this way. His eyes were dulling down back into something new.<br/><br/>He was hurting himself and he knew it but this was not him anymore.<br/><br/>Madness to a liar was a good weapon, but mist that warped a liar's emotions was a lethal object as it would be to a child. Eli dropped the jacket and twitched his eye as he fought the sensations, but was loosing. His eyes looked to the handle as it snapped out into a blade, "You see - my resistance, is not Human. I was trained to be like this from toddler. What you see now is 'madness', something only one man ever got me to be. That was when I was home. I am taught to embrace madness, rage, hate, anger... nothing else. Go on... show me why I am here before I do try and kill you."<br/><br/>His eyes lifted to her, "I don't want to kill tonight. Not on the night of the sacred flower of the rose." he looked down and twirled the blade, his eyes locked on it as he focused on it alone. His mind began to repair faster. He wanted to stop<span style="font-style: italic">Madness</span>but she was wanting his lust for blood.<br/><br/>He didn't want to give her pain but solve it non violently, but most of all...<br/><br/>Eli wanted to know why she was doing this.