The Keeper's Hand did want to fight, yes, and would have, but he knew there was a way around it, a rather simple one. All he had to do was figure out what Rivers' reincarnation actually [i]wanted[/i], and he could see what to do with him. If not, he could just attack. To that, he summoned a Reckoning arrow between himself and the evil Will, keeping the Tendou raised as he raised his Bifröst toward Cain.

The grip tightened on the blade pointed at his primary enemy, and he glared. "Just because I think of your lackey like he is one doesn't mean we're on even terms. I [i]will[/i] kill you, and I [i]will[/i] make sure you never return. Me, or maybe my brother instead. Someone will, preferably sooner rather than later." He didn't look Kyn's way, though he did speak to her. "Rivers here is Isaac's old partner. Made our lives miserable. Now if Styx here would [i]release[/i] her, maybe I'd allow it, but I'm not going to tell her not to attack someone who is blatantly evil. Not to mention you didn't actually tell me [i]why[/i] you have this sudden interest in me aside from torture in some form. If I recall, you murdered me out of spite."

Now to Styx. "You say that that person died, and yet you insisted on taking his name as a guise. That seems to imply the opposite. Whatever, I don't care to debate semantics of actual logic with someone like you." He did finally look over. "Unless you enjoy being skewered, I think it would be best to let her go. Right now." His voice was calm, but his gaze was cold as ice.