[AP]

[Perhaps. He knew exactly what she was capable of, at least from what he's seen at the tournament. Aion gave a smirk and removed his fingers off her face with a clean sweep. He hated to admit it but without his sword at hand and jewels, even the raged demon knew just how suicidal it was. Letting out a low growl to let out some steam, he placed his hands back into his pockets.]

I'll never understand why you care so fucking much...

[Aion turned to walk out as he spoke.]

Come on. We're going home.