...Wouldn't have to try. [His sneer continues, but he backs off in favor of grabbing another plate- although this one doesn't make it very far, vaporized by a sudden crackle of red lightning from the youth's hand.]

[At least it seemed like this guy wasn't entirely a fan of Ky either, perhaps, but now he wasn't sure. What was his deal?]

Technically, I'm not supposed to tell you who I am, but maybe I will. Just to spite him. The hell're you?