<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Aciel</span></div><br/>Aciel let his glare fall fully on the dark figure before him. The bitter hatred in his eyes wasn't all for Plague, but hearing those words had reserved a small portion of it for him. "Protect her?" Aciel repeated, a hint of amusement on his tone, "Is that what you think I have her around for? Plague… She's not here so I can protect her. She's here so she can protect this," he said, his hands gestured around the abandoned building, "This little broken kingdom of mine. Because once I become king," he gave a smirk that told more anyone needed to know of his character, "I'm going to burn everyone that ever crossed me. And I'll need her until I've broken every last soul that lingered this God forsaken Hell."<br/><br/>A snarl curled at Aciel's lips as he listened to Plague remind him of what the Southern hued man had lost- no, what had been stolen from him by Kasper. He could still feel the throb along his back and shoulder blades, the pain in his heart as he watched Kasper take everything…<em>Everything</em>from him. There was no monster Heaven, Hell or Earth that Aciel would rather smite.<br/><br/>"Rats hide anywhere they can, Plague," Aciel tiredly answered, "After nearly betraying Kasper, he wouldn't let himself be so easily seen… When Plague had left, Aciel had hollered for Sytri to come to him.