He grinned at his kitsunes, and kissed both of them, and pulled them closer. "Gladly. And mine as well. Now you two just rest. We will finish this, now."<br/><br/>He smiled at Verdelet, as he helped them down to rest, shifting them to the edge of the tower. He grinned at her again as he stepped through the beyonder forcebubble, an impossible action for the energy weave. It prevented anything from passing through while it was up except for clean air. "Impossible. Two beyonder hosts, a hole in reality to the side, Ragnarok in the background, and you speak of impossibility? Verdelet, you failed, and if I know the beyonders at all, I doubt you will survive it. I said I will kill you, and I have. No matter who wins, your backers are DONE with you, and Barid is NOT happy with you trying to destroy that which he desires to rule."<br/><br/>He tilted his head to the side, and smirked at I'elen, and shook his head. "Return I'elen, and abandon this one. Otherwise, die with it."<br/><br/>He waited a moment, before grinning with actual humor this time. "And I'elen, if you die here, you die in your reality as well."<br/><br/>He idly held up his left hand and caught a blast of energy with it, letting it dissolve the damaged hand to the middle of the forearm before absorbing the energy, and then rebuilding the hand. He still didn't have his growths out, the rebuild giving him far more access to V'elen's power than he had before, though he doubted he would be a match for Barid for a long while yet. But at least now he could keep Barid from just walking over him, if he had to. "This fight is lost, I'elen. Throwing more energy and resources after lost ones will not change it. Return, I'elen, let the lost go, and keep what you do still have. Better to retreat than become a power boost."