[ Actually, Mithos was about to finish Zelos off. He was already charging up another spell, his wings pulsing with energy, when Ky showed up. His first instinct was to attack him, as well, simply by virtue of being human. But he didn't. Something in the back of his mind made him stop, telling him that somehow, leaving Zelos alive in this condition would be worse than finishing him off.

So that's what he's going to do. ]

Look at you. Pick a fight with me, and some human has to come to save you.

[ Mithos's wings flutter a bit, as he lands on the ground softly, his wings disappearing. ]

I was right to agree to make your sister the Chosen. Martel would never want a body as weak as yours.

[ And with that, Mithos turned, and slowly started off towards his apartment. No doubt Kratos sensed the outburst of power from him - no doubt anyone attuned to mana did - and would have some choice words for him. Honestly, Mithos didn't care. He let off a lot of steam just now, and it felt great. ]