That day, that dreadful day he first started here... The day he lost his pride on many levels. He hated the memory; being raped, being used for pleasure, being drunk so far he was abused and used, being so drunk... That he had become submissive and weak. Marko had taken his virginity, he took him first, he remembered it in flashes. The memory hurt him, warped him into the asshole he was, made him into the man he was now. It all came to be when someone pissed him off and he attacked, drinking from a wasted demon and became drunk from it. The demon took him to his group of friends, to have them "play" with him. Since that day he changed to someone different. Since then he swore never to have alcohol or be owned by anyone. Hearing he was owned by Marko infuriated him beyond anything, he didn't want to be Marko's! Till he mastered Ashen Flight no one would know of his new ability, only time anyone would know of it was when he killed Marko, and so far he knew this was not the day.<br/><br/>The whip that came at him made Rykar jolt after being kicked before gripping it, trying to pry it from his throat, the whip dug into his skin and he hissed. Before he knew it he was spun like a top into the air and cut, rolling he went into the darker shadows. Hissing like a cat, he was no pet. Soon as he ran out of the shadows his arms curved and undulated in an unnatural way, black masses extended outward like thick pointed rope, curving and twisting to his will before they undulated as he slapped hem forward. The "vines" were shadow tendrils. While Marko was distracted by the music he acted fast to ensnare Marko in the tendrils before they spiked and began to slowly drive into Marko, if the lights had been on Rykar's eyes would be a glowing plum color that was hardly noticeable in the darkness. Rykar smirked devilishly as he tried to crush Marko with the spiked vines.<br/><br/><br/>Hund watched them in the dark and listened, "Rykar tells me everything... So I'm lost. But honestly Rykar better win... I don't want raped-" blinking he squinted trying to see. Curse his human eyes, save for the fact they were navy blue, he couldn't see much! Though he smirked, "I like that song. Oh you stunned Marko keep playing. Rykar seems to be using it to his-" he snorted, "Hahaha tenta-puss arms, I wonder where he learned that. I wish you could see some of the fight.... Rykar made tentacle arms out of darkness."