Kayn didn't take his eyes off the Deceiver yet saw his chance to make his escape even easier. Without even looking at his hand, he drew a match and dropped it into the neck of the mistress of the Du Montigues.
It had been quick and painless. As they waited for the hosts of the magical order, their seats turned away from the grand table to watch the entrance from which LeBlanc would arrive, he had merely stepped up onto the table then cut both their heads off with a single stroke. Desecrating the bodies of the fallen was not something ninjas did, but removing all evidence was. He had gathered their bags, filled to the brim with their experiments with hextech cores and had stuffed Bellatrix's neck with as many that could fit. They practically vibrated with power, so much had been stored in the cores. Capping off the bloody stump with a firework, he waited in his bloodlust for the beloved host to arrive.
What better way to keep an enemy down than to have it fight with itself?
"She had an explosive personality," he said watching the match fall before flicking his eyes up to look directly into the golden eyes of LeBlanc. He smiled a toothy grin at the Mistress of Illusions. "DuVanasm says hello,"
He jumped, landed on the edge of the table flipping it on its side; just as the match hit. Then he saw her: the one who had interrupted the tense moment between parties.
She lay on the floor, battered and broken. A horrible mangled mess of flesh with a face that looked like it had been gouged out by Rackor. She had pushed herself onto an elbow, the other arm hanging loosely as she stared at him in horror. She tried turning on tale as soon as their eyes met but her body was either too disconnected or worn out. He was surprised she could even move in that state. That was pretty much dead for most people. A pang of sympathy went through him. Immortality was something he had to understand, every day he wielded a being that could never die. Here, he saw one begging for help. His head tilts. What on earth was she doing here? What about him did she fear?
Bellatrix exploded behind him. The table took the brunt of the explosion and immediately shot towards the exit. Kayn was flattened against it, the exit doors shooting straight towards his face. He heard a thump below him and saw the mutilated woman also be pushed along the floor by the table. Instinctively he reached down and grabbed a part of her, and activated his magic just as the door hit. The table stopped, smashing into the door causing it to break and splinters go flying.
Yet the two intruders melted through the door, through the debris and into the empty corridor. Kayn hit the ground running and didn't look back to see if she was also running. He didn't expect her to be running. He was right. She wasn't particularly heavy, he dragged her limp form through the corridor with relative ease. With a swing, he flung her up into the air where she landed onto his back in-between his holstered double swords. One hand on whatever limb was hanging over his shoulder, the other outstretched before him.
The usually quiet Noxus Prime would've heard Kayn smashing through the front door of the Order of the Black Rose. Even rain wouldn't cover up the sound of the explosion. The DuMontigue's houses exploded, the slow ignition timer Kayn had set finally igniting the cores and setting off a chain reaction. It was huge, the force of it rippled throughout the nobles district and pushed the separating wall with such for that the top parts of it came loose, soilders falling to their deaths whilst the houses surrounding the DuMontigue's were blown away, their debris spilling out and smashing into other houses. Those a little further out were set alight and pelted with the stones from the other houses.
Kayn was swept off his feet and flew through the air losing his grip on the immortal woman. He bounced along the stone streets, his fingers clawing at whatever he passed in some vain hope to grab on. Finally he hit the wall to the district, crying out in pain as his knees hit the wall first. The woman smashed into the wall next to him. They were pinned by the force of it as it explosion blew through the streets. Extreme though the pain was he ignored it. He reached over, grunting as he twisted his body against the force, and cursed as her arm slipped out of his slick hands. He grasped the handless arm and activated his magic again, the continuing force pushing their immaterial forms through the massive stone wall.
Evelynn and Kayn dropped out of the wall and smashed down onto the other side which was a few feet lower. Kayn groaned and hacked up blood. Splintered ribs probably. He dare not touch them in fear of making them worse. He pushed himself to his feet and dizzyingly walked over to the broken body. He grabbed her waist and flung her over his shoulder and walked. In which direction? He wasn't sure. Adrenaline filled his body covering over any pain that was occurring within. The guards would be looking, fanning out. He needed to get away. Somewhere they wouldn't look.
He smiled for what felt like the first time in over a year.
He had overcome; for once.