Nova Peak darkness is a harsh term don't you think?

He did not anticipate any backlash for his quick comment, so when a voice rose to shrieking levels Revui's fur bristled and he wheeled to look at Kiwi with a glare; it wasn't until a beat of the heart later that he recognized that voice, and saw that Kiwi was just as surprised as he was. Yami hurtled through his periphery and came to stand boldly before him, bristling and snarling and throwing accusations and fearful rhetoric in his face; words, that's all she had. If she had any power at all she would've used that moment of confusion to attack, but instead she was vaulting useless words at him. Kiwi countered and tried to cut through Yami's mania — but all Revui needed to do was roar.

His snarl was more menacing now. He was older, his voice having deepend, and he wasn't going to be talked to in such a way by a lowly creature such as his ex-sister. The young man lunged a step or two towards Yami and moved as if he were going to strike her, throwing his weight towards her, but he did not touch her. The grimace on his face flashed in that moment of indecision and aggression and then cooled to a stoic, hollow expression that was as frigid as Moonspear's frigid peak.

I'm not here for you. He answered coldly, and then turned his full attention to Kiwi as if Yami hadn't just come bursting on to the scene. Evidently this red woman was a friend of his sister. He had pledged to train her warriors and fight in her battle and his lust for bloodshed was stronger than his sense of abandonment and hurt by Yami's betrayal; but only just. I'm here to fight for Kiwi. There - that explained everything right? Right??