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Balthazar kept silent again; although he made sure to stay in plain sight of everybody present. When Junpei stormed off, he made no move to halt his progress. He hoped he would go forward and weaken the Demon before dying a terrible death, enabling the rest of them to finish it off. But with Tedrin's death, Balthazar's loyalty switched to Anya; and she suddenly seemed to have inherited val man's intelligence and leadership ability. Anya, with some arguing, decided that they would go and fight the Demon. Balthazar nodded his head with approval, and looked to Ogava for a minute. His eyes said it all; and the Knight knew that his brother would stand beside him and her. However, going with Nez would prove a problem; though the Drag'Konin believed him something more along the lines of a man who had made an error, mislead and mistaken. Junpei on the other hand had an air of arrogance about him as if he'd done nothing wrong, so if Balthazar had any say in it he would let him die before he would lend his shield in his defense. Anya would not kill him, but Balthazar had no problem with ending him. The friend he'd left laying dead behind them attested to that.

Turning to look after the warrior as he walked off ahead of them, Balathazar laughed at him, before growling lowly.
"You arrogant fool. Speak ill if Anya once more and I swear to you, your head will leave your shoulders, and not one person here will stop me from being the cleaver. You would've stood no chance against Tedrin in fair battle; so you stuck him in a moment of confusion. If you go alone, you would die; and you would not be mourned. Bite your tongue and be thankful you will have a chance to walk away with your life, if the Demon doesn't kill you first."

With that the Drag'Konin fell into ranks behind Anya, keeping his mouth shut once more, and steeled himself for what they may face.