Sephiroth's eyes remained on Darres. Though his grip intently still was around Ishtar's throat it did not get any tighter, it was already clear that he could snap her neck like a twig with half a second of a thought if she struggled- the arm underneath her grasping hand powerfully illustrated that fact. Willed her to stay still.

"You should both-"

His voice was held back, controlled and almost too calm-sounding as a result. Sephiroth turned his head back to Ishtar and quickly he then moved again. He pulled his arm out of Darres' grip and proceeded to throw his 'princess' directly at man with the other hand, Sephiroth put enough of a surge of power behind it to knock them over with.

He was left stood there, glaring into Darres' face, clearly unimpressed and ignoring Ishtar completely.

"Keep her away from me."