"You did this?" Xigger asked the voice in his head.
The voice replied without guilt, "I might have said that she can take something of yours, whatever it is."
Xigger scowled and produced his own blood Writ. He shook the blood writ at Malekit and said, "You have to choose something else. This writ says that the demon god doesn't have any power over my loved ones. Your Writ will not be enforced by the demon god if you choose my son."
Malekit sighed. "I am appalled that such crass language is coming from you. I would prefer it if you would call our common ancestor the Supreme of Carnage."
Xigger said to his face, "I don't care about what you prefer. I say and do what I want. Now scram before I actually turn you inside out."