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Something was trying to break through. Dimly, the monstrous form shifted, it's attention drawn from the corpse it had been very busily mutilating. Talae had been attempting to attract his focus, and coerce him to transform back. The problem was, he didn't know how nor was he in full control of his body right now. His conscious deep down acknowledged this, but all the beast registered was surprise that she took his form so easily in stride. Kisikoni's mouth opened, but he struggled to put words together and instead uttered a slightly bemused snarl.

This was reinforced as the one named Neira passed, barely looking twice at his form. The amount of courage or senselessness or both appalled the monster. Of course, this was just one form of reincarnation- and a very poorly made on at that. This, he blamed on the deep human that called up his strength. He merely snorted as the Dragonfly Nightmarian moved away. There had been some sort of order earlier, that might have caught Kisikoni's attention at that moment. However, hardly anything was registering, as bloodlust still pounded in his ears. He was confused at the limp corpses that had once been so eager to rip him to shreds. His many black, beady eyes fixed on the bodies, even poking at some of them in confusion.

He leaned back on his legs, putting some stress off the hands he rested on. Blinking once, the separate conscious decided there was nothing else interesting here. The form shifted, and slowly the fingers slipped back into the sockets they sprouted from, the eyes retreated back into his face, and the root-like armor snaked back into the back of his neck. In it's place was a very dazed, sick, and frightened Deep Human. After shuddering once, Kisikoni emptied his stomach onto the ground and curled up into a fetal position. His nose begins to bleed, and he begins to rock back and forth as if trying to comfort himself. At this point, Kisikoni just wanted to crawl back into the caves and hide for the rest of his life. Words couldn't come to him, it took an effort to merely think rationally, so he abandoned the notion altogether, and resigned himself to sitting a midst the corpses.