Malice was still on his knees, looking at Lord Vishious who had walked a few steps away from him. He was still half dazed and shocked about what exactly happened.
Everything that had transpired since he had left the dining hall with Lord Vishious seemed like it would've taken hours, but Malice knew it was realistically, it had only been about an hour at the most that everything had unraveled like it had. And in that amount of time he had been easily defeated without Lord Vishious even breaking a sweat or putting any real effort into defeating him. It wasn't sitting well with him that he was so easily nearly killed and there was also the fact that he had been the one who had agreed and insisted to leave the palace with him alone.
Lord Vishious had toyed with him and showed him how he was at his mercy, showing him just how truly weak he was against a Demon Lord like him. Malice was also troubled and concerned with the fact that he, for some reason, couldn't seem to get himself up; it was as if his body wasn't listening to what he was expecting it to do naturally. He suddenly felt like he was trapped or restrained and could only think that it had to be because of whatever Vishious had done when he had put his hands on his head. He could only stare at Vishious as he was still on his knees, in a very helpless and compromising state.
Vishious had been standing a few feet from Malice, with just his head turned to the side, looking over his shoulder, waiting for the young hybrid Kamaira to get up off the ground, so that they could return back to the palace and thought that it was rather odd how the hybrid was still on his knees; not moving yet.
He could sense the frustration and the shame that was coursing through Malice, but he became confused when suddenly he felt Malice's energy change to that of utter panic and helpless desperation, that completely consumed Malice almost instantly.
Vishious slowly turned his body half way, so he could look at the hybrid better as he was still knelt down, and hadn't moved at all this whole time, wondering why the young Kamaira was stalling. Vishious' brows drew together as he glared down at Malice, beginning to grow impatient and was about to voice his irritation, when it dawned on him what it was that was going on with the young hybrid Kamaira and why he was immoblized and unmoving still.
Vishious didn't do anything intentionally but had forgotten that his powers when used on the head of somebody was too much and if it had been a weaker demon that he had just used his powers on, it would've undoubtedly melted the brain. Also , he now understood why Malice was consumed with such fear and desperation as he was unable to move from that kneeling position right after he had just nearly killed him just a few moments earlier.
"You need not worry to think that I'd need to immoblize you if my intentions were to kill you." Vishious' tone was serious and dark and his expression was cold and emotionless. He then continued to inform Malice, "It would appear that my powers had momentarily petrified you," said Vishious. He moved to have his whole body turned to fully face Malice and was about to take a step towards the Kamaira when a loud howl filled the valley, pausing his steps from moving forward. A small smile came to his lips as he turned his head to look in the direction of Slayers palace, a dark chuckle escaping his lips.
"Well it seems that my little brother will soon be here. I figured our little scuffle would get his attention and I'm sure we'll be having others show up as well, wondering what the commotion was all about." Amusement could clearly be heard in Vishious' voice as he said this. He then slowly turned his head to look at Malice again, who was still frozen in place on his knees.
Malice didn't find Vishious' words to be of any comfort to him knowing that he was temporarily petrified because Vishious had neglected mentioning how long he would be in this petrified state and unable to move. Upon hearing Slayer's howl he knew that Slayer had transformed into his Fire Wolf form and knew that Slayer had probably done so to let Vishious know that there would be consequences if he crossed a line that Slayer didn't like. The last thing Malice wanted was to be petrified and found in such a disgraceful state, and becoming a liability in this situation. For Malice knew that with him being in this kind of state Slayer wouldn't do anything that could put Malice in harms way. He cursed himself for ending up in this situation.
He also heard the powerful swishing sound that was heading in this direction and knew that it was undoubtedly Beast who was flying to where him and Vishious were. Things couldn't get any worse Malice couldn't help but feel about this scenario that both Slayer and Beast would come to see when they arrived. He could only look helplessly at Vishious who still stood in front of him, who now had an amused look on his face as he stared down at him.
Vishious too bad heard the noise of powerful wings flapping in the sky that was heading towards them and was curious to see how the Commander and Slayer would react once they reached them. He clicked his tongue and a dark chuckle escaped from his lips before saying, " Well, well, I might just have an enjoyable night after all. Not exactly what I had initially intended when I left the palace with you." His voice held a deadly promise in it.
Malice struggled and fought even harder internally, trying to desperately regain his mobility back in his body. If he could even make it to where he could talk would be a huge win at this point, but as hard as he was trying, he still knelt there as unmoving as a statue.
The sound of Beasts powerful wings were nearly on top of them now and the sound of trees snapping by Slayers charging force as he went straight through them clearing a path through the thick, dense trees was loud and deafening as he drew closer.
Beast landed hard on the ground, between where Malice and Lord Vishious were, . The strong gush of wind that followed sent dirt and debris flying in every direction by the force that Beast had landed.
Vishious then turned his head slightly to look at where Beast now stood, still unmoving or unfazed by the powerful gush of wind that would've sent anyone else flying backwards from the force of it at such close proximity.
Malice was surprised that he had not been thrown backwards but had slid on his knees a few feet back, feeling his knees get ripped open from being dragged on the ground. But he still was trapped in the kneeling position that he had been in, that seemed like an eternity now.
Beast stood there with his massive bat like wings still fanned out. He noticed the blood that was all over Malice's head and face, and how he just stayed frozen in a kneeling position, even as he slid on the forest floor, he had not moved a single muscle or made no sound. He just stayed kneeling with an emotionless stare, as if he where a statue. Beast brows drew tightly together as he stared down at Malice who was still not moving and if he didn't see Malice's body moving by his breathing, would've believed that Malice was statue And lifeless.
Beast was just about to move his gaze to where Vishious was standing when everything around them was lit up with golden, reddish hues and in the next second a powerful blast that exploded the trees that were behind Beast sending more debris of dust, rocks and bits of trees flying in every direction. It would've been impossible to see through the thick cloud of dust and smoke that now filled the area if not for the bright brilliance of the flames that was erupting violently from Slayers massive wolf form.