Eyebrows rose and he chuckled, "The antichrist..." tasting the word in his mouth, Matthias reached out with his power, touching the aura surrounding the boy. His own aura was pure chaos- he was a creature of it, after all.
Inclining his head, Matthias replied, "A demonstration, then. Your words are weighted with truth, but such a thing is better shown than explained, is it not?" And he wanted to see how useful the boy would be.
Matthias wanted bloodhsed, chaos, to spread his rage like fire out to consume this city, and then the world. They would suffer the way he had suffered until they begged- but even then he would laugh at their suffering, as they did hers...