[Kaeya takes down the opponent he's facing with a well-placed crack of the wrench -- surprising himself when ice races along the length of it, strengthening the blow. Okay. Blood's awake. That's pretty good.

He turns to see how Yuri is faring and ah.]

Nicely done.

[Keeping one conscious because Kaeya did not rein himself in quite enough. But this works for him. He reaches into his blood once more and this time ice builds along the tool into a wicked blade, frozen and menacing. He slides it straight up under his chin.]

We have a few questions. So let's have a nice chat, or the blood that'll be spilling this time will be yours.

[The zealot snarls.] Go to hell.

[Kaeya presses the ice blade more firmly against his neck.] Tsk... not a good start. Let's try again. Where's the exit?