Ebbing Toxicity [ Eris/ Asthavon Family only]

Things tended to move at supersonic speed when you had the power to crush worlds under your hands. Knowing damn well the type of rage that her mother wielded, the Demon Princess snarled with anger as her body was prepared for whatever abuse this woman had to wield. Regaining some of her nerves at the moment from the memories of Neoveta's own fear of the torment this twisted Queen put her through, Algos's body soon became drenched within a thick layer of blood-red demonic energy to ensure that Mana would pay dearly for coming close to her.

All around Algos would this acidic energy seek to melt, burn and vaporize any and all that touched her as she let out a massive scream.

"FUCK YOU AND YOUR ABUSE, WOMAN! YOU ARE SO FUCKING FULL OF YOURSELF IF YOU THINK I WON'T FIGHT BACK AGAINST YOU THIS TIME! I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU"

With her eyes now drenched in a blood-red glow, The Demoness let out her own monstrous roar. Years of pain, suffering, and anguish came out of her voice as her body violently pulsated it's power and consumed the room within its scarlet glow. No, she didn't have the capacity to eclipse everything under the sun like her mother, but she was still a demon lord and one which could go toe to toe with other Demon Queens. So she lacked the fear and was prepared for anything her mother had to dish out.

Of course, even as she lie on the ground, this escalation of violence would have increased -- if it weren't for Inami and Cali.

In a matter of moments, her violent aura lessened to allow the touch of her little sister to otherwise not find itself in pain being in the presence of her precious elder kin. This was a subconscious impulse to otherwise pull back and prevent herself from causing any further harm to sweet little Cali.

"...this isn't a safe place for you. Get away from me. Mother will slay you just to get to me. I wouldn't put it past her."

With her right hand patting her younger sister's hair, Algos tried to keep a compassionate tone to her voice, but the venom and disdain she had for mother couldn't be ignored as her face held its scowl. Never for a second did her blood gaze leave the Demon Queen as she knew all too well the foul tricks this vindictive bitch could pull if her guard was let down.

Above everything else, however, Algos in this instance put her sister's needs above her own safety. So, to that end, The Demon Princess formed a powerful barrier around herself and Cali. Being that she was a grandmaster over the demonic arts, it wasn't too hard for her to form a small cocoon of sorts to keep both herself and her kin safe from whatever attacks these freaks could throw at her. Putting her heart, effort, and investment into this safety measure; the woman made sure the potency of this dome at least gave her master durability to be able to deal with any potential backlash that could come as she held on tightly to her sister.

'Get the fuck out of my head.'

That is the only reply Algos could muster up as her enraged voice-directed itself at Pseudologoi. In fact, from the bond and seal made by The Princess, all sorts of fire could be felt bleeding into her inner world. It wasn't meant to hurt Cali, but instead, make the essence of Pseudologoi be drenched in a sea of inferno. The woman was irritated, ganged up on, endangered and was like an animal backed into a corner from all that happened.

Her nerves were beyond over the top and she wasn't in the mood to hear anyone's shit about her if they had a snarky, aggressive or condensing tone. She'd slaughter, butcher and skewer even the Demon Queen herself. And hence, from these painful feelings, her skin started peeling away and nothing but whiteness could be seen in her face as the visage of her true form started giving way as her malice grew more.

'I don't need a lecture on the essence of my sister, you bitch. I know what love she has for me. Talk to me like that again and I'll rip you out of her and beat you within an inch of your life myself.'

Those weren't a threat in her mind. That was the reality as she was becoming more animalistic and consumed within her own toxic emotions; blinding the boundaries of fact and fantasy. So, at this point, her energy was a violent volcano ready to erupt at any time. The only thing keeping her in check at this point was the attachment she yielded for Cali as she refused to let this unstable nature cause her pain.

And, in that instant when Vanyel dared to enter the vicinity with blood lust, nothing but the pulsation of murderous intent bled and penetrated the room. While Algos would not slaughter him, she'd make him wish he were dead if he had continued with that path. As, on her command, the shield around herself was ready to project a variety of ancient demonic magic meant to reduce him and anyone else to ash.

"Keep that line of talking up and I'll show you what a bitch I can be when I rip my claws into your throat, vermin."

Nothing but disdain, poison, and loathing bled through her voice as the woman gave a cold stare back at Vanyel.

Though, at this point, she could feel her anger getting away from her. Everything drop of blood in her body was screaming to hurt somebody. So, when Kokuto started lecturing her, the woman had four circular sigils emerge around him. At any moment, she'd let off a hellish spell of power to render him a bloody pulp in the floor.

"I get it. If you all don't shut the hell up and stop repeating the same spiel to me, you really are gonna make me hurt you."

Truth be told? She did get it. She hurt Cali in a way that cannot be taken back. She wasn't ignorant of that. But hearing the same thing over and over again? And all the disdain and her being referred to as a child? She wasn't in the mood for disrespect and would slaughter somebody if this line of approach kept up.

With that said, since Inami was one of the few in the room remaining calm, Algos listened to her words and it was true: this war was lost. Everything they built-up on Earth was pretty much a foregone conclusion with how thinly stretched they were. And as she reflected on her own love for demon kind, the woman tried to breathe out and compose herself to think of what they should do for their kingdom.

"Thank you for not insulting me and remaining calm, Inami. You probably hate my guts, but we have to pull back and conserve our resources to Demon World. I know Neoveta wanted to improve our people and we need to focus on demonic kind. Earth isn't worth it anymore."

Sounding less violent than before, the Princess did have an honest desire to do what is right for her kingdom. And she knew her actions hurt that, so it's why there was a sense of hurt felt within Algos. As she sincerely felt she hurt her people and didn't know how to cope with this pain other than to just focus on the future, ignore the past and try to make-up for these sins through getting more proactive with her role as princess.

"And I'm sorry I hurt you, Inami. I truly am..."

Breathing out slowly, the woman let a brief period of depression and woe bleed out of her. At this point, she was far too exhausted mentally, spiritually and physically to process much of what had occurred between Ari, Ania, and Amphilogiai. It was as if her state of perception were going in and out of reality, but there was a sense of relief in knowing that her fellow sister was ok. Algos wasn't heartless; she was just in pain and felt like it was her against the world at this point. She just wanted someone to tell her that this would be ok and that she could recover from these mistakes, yet all she got was hatred and that only served to lash out as much as her aggressors.

"....and we should consider what it is as royalty what we want from our kingdom. Do we want to focus on invading other worlds, or do we want to make our own better? What the hell is our vision for the future? Ask yourselves that at least..."

Tired. Algos was tired. But she knew it was an important sentiment to bring up. So, all she could do was then curl up with her sister and just hope for the best. This whole ordeal was just so exhausting....