From his spot by the door, he watched them all carefully. None of the operators were going to leave the room alive and he was going to make the remaining ones suffer for what they had done. When he heard his brother speak, absolutely terrified of him, his mask broke for a moment to show that it genuinely hurt him hearing his brother be this way to him. He would fix things with him soon enough.

As he walked over to where the dead operator and the organ that he ripped out of his brother were on the floor, his free hand glowed a dark purple that was nearly black and the door locked so that nobody could escape. Holstering his weapon, he knelt down and picked up the organ, walking over to his brother and waiting for the healing process to start as he looked at the operators.

"Now why exactly were you cutting him open like that? I'm curious to see how you justify this to me."