Kor could simply watch as Korono began her battle with Lugoj. His clothes seeped back over his being and he sighed, letting the ambrosia slide out of him. He held the blood red fruit in his hands as he watched, knowing it was useless here. He'd spent almost all of his life trying to make one of these fruits, and now he didn't even need it. He looked at the creature that stood in front of him, both angry and fearful. He hissed lightly as he stared at her then Kilo then back at her. He wouldn't leave his friend, but he wouldn't just give the ambrosia away. This was all for her after all. He could only wait on the broken glass he was standing on, trying not to tip the scales either way.