Oh look, there went any chance he was walking out of this alive, as Egor brushed a little too close to Illyana's control issues around terrible men taking away her freedom.

Her face twisted with rage. "No one on this island was given a choice," she hissed, "--and we don't take kindly to nasty little creatures making choices for us."

"Kill him, or I will." And she was going to make it messy.