Advent didn't wait. He focused well as he could on armoring his fist and he threw it hard, aiming right for the woman's face.

It did nothing except cause him considerable pain.

"... Dammit!" Advent shouted as he winced, withdrawing his fist and blowing on it. "Don't give me that crap..." He grunted after wincing for a little while longer then regaining his composure. "Do you have any idea what I've been through the past week? I had to deal with a masochistic nutjob and a bloody bunch of villagers begging me to protect them from pirates! All the while you've been sitting in your leather chair and sipping fizzy water!" He roared.