Lawrence
The ashen man frowned sadly. It didn't look disingenuine, for a moment he seemed shaken by his words. Or perhaps... regretful? In the meanwhile, the flame of hell cackled, as if overjoyed. "KHAHAHAHAHAHAH! He's got ya there pal! Oh wow, that was cold, are you just going to -squaaackaaaarghhh! Cheep cheep! Ch-"
He grabbed the nightmare's beak and shut it up with his bare hands. Despite that, he kept his composure looking up.
"A coward I am, and even worse than that, a weakling. Alas, I'd only ever fight something if I thought I'd be able to do it with my skin intact. Compared to someone brimming with life energy like yourself, my life and will are fickle as wind. Alone, you'd have crushed me with no resistance." He glared at both. "But avenging the fallen is much easier than saving them. Even someone like me could do that much, hm?"
But as the pale man bowed and winked, a surge of lightning erupted right in front of him like a cage. The hero's spirit cracked east, south, and west, much like a cross, and nearly trampled his body with a ravaging storm of light.
Vanguard
"Be silent." Was the knight speaking to the child, the demon, or the man of ash? It wasn't clear. The only thing that could be confirmed was the intensity of the look he gave the two above.
"This isn't about law, but justice. I don't care about the details, go to a station or some mental hospital and seek help. If you think what you've done is a matter of law, you're already beyond help."
He took a decisive step forward, his cape now flowed like the storm behind him. His fist was closed like a vortex of force, begging for release.
"I do not want to take your life, or anyone else's... but you're dreaming if you think I'll let you pull off a stunt like that again. If you don't choose to do the right thing, then I guess its fine. If you don't, that's also fine. Because it's just a choice, right?"
He smiled sincerely at the two of them.
"But I don't think you'll have as much fun as the other ones."
