[Pyrrha's eyes widen as her sword is caught in that corrupted hand; completely halting her momentum.] How-!?

[With a gasp, the girl finds herself lifted off of the ground; once again tossed across the room like a ragdoll. His pure strength is... unexpected.]

Aaugh! [With a sharp cry of pain, Pyrrha crashes directly into the table which had been in the center of the room; destroying the furniture instantly. Pyrrha grunts and rises up to her elbows.... Then lets out a low, wicked laugh.] aHaha Haha... Such a strong soul...

[Pyrrha laughs again; her unsettling, inhuman tone sounding far from pleasant as she makes no effort to stand.] But it's so... ugly. Tainted....