Istredd doesn't like to get his hands dirty. Literally, in this case. He studies Lucifer, intentionally avoiding the blood, but he isn't disturbed by how easy it is for him. He knows a lot of people it's easy for. It does make him think though and after his thoughts churn in negative cycling, he shakes it off. Not important.

Sorry I got swept away in being maudlin on our first hunt together. Lucifer likes to hunt, he was glad for Istredd to come with him. And Istredd's getting distracted. I was--- Whatever he is about to say is cut short at the warning and it's just in time. The Kucing had been hunting them, watching them with the instinct of a predator. Must have weighed the challenge.

It drops down specifically at Istredd and he snaps a hand like he's backhanding the creature and it goes flying back from the magic. He could tear it apart, they both know that. It's almost desirable right then, to give it blow after blow, until all it can do is cower and not even flee. The power vibrates in his hands but he lets it go. Lucifer told him to fight so he will.

He takes up Lucifer's spear and walks toward it as it shakes off the blast. He's been training with Lucifer for months now, it was required of him by his friend, but he hasn't put it into practice. Istredd takes up a fighting stance, the spear not his immediate preference, but good enough. The creature is not cowed, it prowls instead, waiting. He blocks the first vicious attack, using the spear's main body to keep the fangs back.

Maybe Lucifer isn't the person to get the chance to show off.