Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20141124040131/@comment-12599067-20141125022555

Luckily, Hasaan had been ready for the attack and conjured up a ward to keep himself safe, but he was still staggered by the blow. He was ready to strike back and hurl her off the dock, but he held off for the time being. Still, he was livid and prepared to hit back, and a lot harder, if she dared lash out at him again.

"Excuse me for speaking freely, your Highness," Hasaan sneered with a small bow. "Next time, I'll be sure to spare you the pain of hearing someone else's opinion and hurl you right off the dock."

"That's enough," Faolan answered him, to which Hasaan glared back at him as well. "It's not worth starting a fight over. Especially when we have other things to deal with. Things more important than blasting each other."

Hasaan held his gaze with his own for a moment. But when Megan voiced her fury, all thoughts of peace were gone as he turned back to her and prepared to draw his staff.

Faolan grabbed his arm in a vice grip, holding him back even as Hasaan gave him a death glare, but his grip held. However, the moment Megan sent a blast of lightning there way, he wasn't going to be caught in the crossfire.