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She had a good stride through the maelstrom, eyes constantly opening up on her back to watch Chifuyu as they made it through the wails of combat, the random assortment of eyes seeming noticeably pained whenever she cut down any demons attempting to interfere, until they came to a field far away from the combat. Calypso was able to sense the woman's emotions far more clearly, away from the collage of bloodlust, fear, pain, and other emotions that were stoked by the roars of war and combat.
Calypso wanted to make sure she was as far from the combat as large as possible, as even if she wasn't very active as a combative, she knew very well her attacks would hurt those she didn't intend to hurt, so she fled to the fields with the pale Yuudeshi following her. Even if those intended to be enemies were caught in the fire, Caly would feel guilt, they didn't need to be caught up in her attack, only Chifuyu wanted to directly kill her, as she sensed the woman's bloodlust, only increased by something, probably her mentioning of being an Asthavon. The weight of her family's sins were only deeper as she stood still, watching the woman, as she quietly indicated they were at a favorable spot. The clouds rolled by, casting gentle dark shadows over the field, as if nature itself felt the weight upon her back cast by circumstances she couldn't possibly have had a hand in preventing.
Calypso knew she couldn't be as soft and jovial with this woman as she would any stranger; She wanted her to be dead meat, not a friend. The young demon quietly contemplated what kind of attitude to even adopt for this scenario, she never really thought about it, how she should act towards an opponent on unfriendly terms.
But then, Chifuyu spoke, of how her methoding to protect her kind was inefficient, that to betray and rip her mother from her stance, that she had such a close tie, and her current methoding of protecting them was a waste... Just caused Calypso's golden gaze to darken.
She knew exactly what attitude to adopt, to speak to this woman, as her head tipped down, to any bystander looking as if she sank into some form of despair from the woman's words alone. "..Do you think I like this?"
The girl quietly wondered, did this woman expect her to snap so easily, as she softly spoke, a gentle laugh escaping her lips. It wasn't a scary laugh, or a madness-filled one.
It was a sad laugh, like she'd be crying profusely if she couldn't keep it together. She slowly lifted her head, her suddenly imposing golden treasures for eyes boring into Chifuyu's own, even from a distance away it was like she was staring at her soul."Useless, worthless? Saving them is a waste of time? Oh, oh of course it's selfish, miss. But aren't all actions in some way selfish? For this war to commence, for that battle to exist, for you to wish me dead? No matter what you do, it involves taking something. This war will involve taking lives, taking power.. Taking innocence, taking safety, taking happiness... But even if there's taking, there's also giving in selfishness, like here; Killing me will just give you some form of satisfaction, yes? For cleansing the Earth of the demonic scum, maybe. Or maybe you just want to leave me a skid mark just for the shits and giggles."
She spoke softly, smoothly, sadly, hardly showing any signs of body language as she continued, a small laugh erupting from her, "But, 'Close ties to the problem'? Are you kidding me? Are you thinking me as some spoiled child rubbing against their mother's chest? Who just came out here to win some favor points from my people? I'm as far from the problem as you are, miss. Just because I came out of Mama, doesn't mean she loves me and holds me as one of the dearest things in her life. I'm nothing to her, miss, nothing. From the day I separated from her to now, I haven't even been able to hold a substantial conversation with Mama."
She took a deep breath, as she had a small pooling of golden tears in her eyes, but she tried to swallow her emotions, as she was only mentioning this to make a point of sorts, "Do you truly think I can just saunder up to her, and ask her to stop being a terrible person? Or do you want me to kill her, miss? Those are two things I cannot do, I love Mama too much to do the second even if she hurts me, so I have to make a third option, but that takes time, miss. So much time. But, to even dream i'm even a blip in her mind, is laughable. I'm only doing what I can, miss, and that's showing my kind that i'm the one who cares. I'm the one who cares about the future of them, and Demon World. I'm the one who cares about their prosperity, without the need of building it out of the blood and flesh of the slaughtered."
She released a cool sigh, as her hands tightened into fists, "I'm the Asthavon who belongs nowhere, not even to my own family. Even if Sis loves me, I have no home. Your attempt to rattle me wasn't very nice, though. Are you here to kill me or have a civil dispute to get under my skin? Regardless of how pretty you look miss, i'm prepared for either."