At first, It was like oil on water. His core shrugged the attack off but like a spreading taint, the attack cling to his core and clamped down, trying to restrict it.
Azaroth fight on bitterly and sent another wave of force out but this time he wasn't aiming clearly and it tore the ground harmless. Jove sent another bolt of light, straight at him with his left hand and this time as it settled on Azaroth. His core was finally locked and his power cut off.
He met Jove's glare with one of his own, he was a bit satisfied that was able to get some instant pain on the guy but it wasn't enough. His mind spun with what he would do but then with an effort of will, far more than he thought he would use. He pushed back his fury and his eyes became cold again. "What do you want with me?" He asked calmly.
His change of expression and emotion shocked them almost as much as the power he had displayed. Jove remained glaring, holding his torn hand by the elbow. "I will kill you!" He spat.
