Tom, Archer, and Rin looked on in bemusement as Satoshi attempted to heal the unconscious intruder. Rin was slackjawed. Tom had announced the man's ability to regenerate after all, even beyond death, and from the damage done to the room it obviously took a lot to take him down, so why would this idiot try to heal-
But before anyone in the room could protest, the fae (rather unsurprisingly) took the first chance he could to try and escape.
The assailant was tranquilized by Shirou and the Imbecile chanted some nonsense that Tom suspected that was a spell. Doubtless it would have little effect coming from this idiot.
Then he felt it. He felt Forest focus all her rage, and grief into one brutal telepathic assault as she took hold of the fairy creature's nervous system.
Tom found himself conflicted. A part of him reviled at it, for he himself knew what it was like to have another take all control from him, and he could not help but feel some anger. But on the other hand...
This wasn't cold and calculated like what he had suffered. This wasn't causing the suffering of another merely for personal gain. This was fueled by pure, unbridled rage, and he knew that if he was equally consumed by anger, he may have tried the very same thing if he felt unbridled hatred towards his victim. So what anger there was towards Forest's actions there was overwhelmed entirely by understanding, his feelings for her, and... well, perhaps even a bit of fear. Both of himself and Forest.
He reminded himself not to ever go out of his way to get on her bad side.
But this enemy was strong, both physically and mentally. The latter was fueled by madness, his mind beyond most human comprehension, beyond what most could fathom. But these words at least were perfectly clear.
DiE ALoNe aND UnlOvEd!
The psychic entered the fae's mind for a moment. Only for a moment, as he didn't want to interfere with Forest's assault too much.
I think not.The creature was telekinetically yanked into the air, and floated up to the left and higher on the wall, where he could be hit without hurting anyone else.
Tom turned to the other people in the room.
We need to pin him to the wall like he was before. The swords weakened him because of the iron in them, is there anyone here that can produce swords out of thin air just like Shirou could? Tom wasn't optimistic, as he suspected it was a rather rare ability, but a man that looked almost exactly like Archer spoke up. There was a faint bit of bemusement in his voice, more that he was having this discussion with a giant psychic cat than anything.
"I can. Stand back, I'll pin up your fae for you."
"Like shooting fish in a barrel," Archer muttered to himself. "Not my cup of tea, but... It looks like there's not much choice here."
With that, Archer projected a pair of swords, and threw them at the fae's shoulders.
Off to the side, Rin quietly snuck over to where the darkened Archer stood.
"We need to make sure that idiot over there doesn't mess things up again," Rin whispered, low enough so only Archer could hear. "Knowing what I've seen of him so far, it wouldn't shock me if he did."