"KOINA!? You're alive!?" He'd try to speak, but Wyvios' words were snuffed out as soon as she charged ahead and aimed for another slash, forcing him to parry the attack and kick her off. As he did so, he watched from behind as Stolas tries for a potshot, three into his waist, breaking him off in half should it connect. In reluctance, Wyvios used his magic again, quickly splitting himself apart, letting his lower half sink into the ground that remained pliable, quickly reforming once he barely avoided the shots and pushed the violent Dragoness away. "L-listen! Listen! I know it looks bad, but we have common enemies here! Demons walk among us! We should-"
"YOU TOOK MY ARMS!!!!!" Her scream was visceral as she'd went for another swing, lunging ahead and even kicking one of the stars in the process to return it back to sender, letting Stolas take another chance at shooting him down.
Wyvios would try to split himself apart, feeling the damage once the star cuts by, although leaving Koina in a bad spot. Should she continue, she'd take severe damage across her body, what with the might of a star ready to burn down the shades concealing her stumps and a bigger wound left behind. To Wyvios, he believed that he held the advantage and would be able to escape out of harms way. What he didn't expect was for the Dragoness to strike through, pushing into the incoming projectile, gritting her teeth as she suffers such wounds, before carving back down and unleashing a massive arc of frost, slashing into and freezing the parted body, forcing Wyvios to split in two and be weaker as a result. Any excess the ice could've went towards the two demons broke instantly, left to linger above as mere snowflakes while she kept coming after him. "PLEASE! Seek reason! You're better than this! You're like me, remember!? An outcast! We HAVE to stick together or else we'll bo-"
"YOU TOOK MY ARRRRRRRMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Her scream was more violent than before, as Wyvios' begs and pleads were left on deaf ears, his eyes widening as he recognized his fault in taking her out for surgical enhancements.
Barklode wasn't able to do his end of the bargain. A wicked laugh was audible close to his ear, mocking him, as he'd look around frantically for a solution, seeing his citizens in place, unsure of what to do. "DON'T JUST STAND THERE! HELP ME!!" His command came down like the sun's set, the people instantly responding and coming in waves, trying to tend to his injuries and force the two dupes together, as Koina would kept slashing in wave after wave of ice. Such attacks left behind would be nothing but sculptures, quickly cracking apart and breaking down once she bulldozed through the crowd. They weren't people either. They were autonomous to his word, puppeted away into mere figures rather than someone with a proper consciousness. A proper soul. "K-Koina. Please. Let's talk. I was trying to give you my benefits, honest! I know it came stand-offish with how I ripped it off, but I wanted to use those beasts for YOUR benefit! Please, seek reason in this! I didn't know that bastard of a scientist I hired wouldn't do his job! I was-"
"YOU! TOOK! MY! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARM!!!!!!" Koina wasn't hearing anything out of him, her anger visible in her eyes, her mouth shifting to another color, a breath weapon that came down and coated the area as a result. Wyvios once again tries to dodge, but he wasn't paying attention. The second he turned towards the ground, Stolas was able to cut through the crowd and got face-to-face with him, a wide smirk in his face as he'd send out Aquarius. To the crowd, it was confusing. With such a clash of temperatures coming at one another, what use could it be to have them interact and leave little damage. Even with such vacantness and thoughtless minds, they still hold on a conscious that this wouldn't work. To the King and especially to Stolas, it was something else entirely. Aquarius' heat wasn't aimed towards the King or to Koina. It was simply aimed to the area itself, blanketed around, letting the clay harden, preventing any method of escape less he'd burn himself to a rocky crisp and be at risk of dying altogether.
"ARE YOU CRAZY!?!?" Wyvios shouted, shocked that Stolas was willing to take such a blow directly. Stolas simply smiled as he saw him crack, letting himself jump and grab ahold of him, using Zodiac Man to guarantee his hold further, to make sure he wasn't allowed to escape. The two got flooded by such frost, as the crowd would be both pushed and frozen over, most of their bodies quickly taken away by the cold. It wasn't until Zazel used Asmodeus to save only Stolas' skin, and Mawkin to push the sigil further so he can save Wyvios'. The King couldn't believe it as the mass of steam came down, his body crumbling away, as he'd swat the child off and backed away from the group before being damaged any more. He was barely able to survive in that encounter. He was barely able to breathe in that death zone.
As he looked onward, he would see it. Her eyes. They shot through the mist as she reaches her stumps out, finally letting the shadow disappear, letting it bond and break off to create her new, temporary appendages. She'd open her mouth so she can let go of her blade, gripping it in her new icy clutches, letting her arm hang down as she follows slowly, staring into her opponents eyes. "You... Took... My.... Arms..." She spoke coldly, as if talking down a child. Wyvios' breath hitches as he tries to find an out, a way to keep himself from falling before another outcast of Orochi. Never before has he ever thought to have fear over his own kind than now, and never would he have believed it would be from someone that used his very blessings against him.
To use the Sun, his image, as his downfall, was sickening.