Each time one of the twins spoke, the man flinched, as if in pain. Odd, though a suitable explanation for the man's agression. If even a short sentence was equivalent to an attack, well, life must be hell for him. It was a shame, but he would have to die. The alternative was a short and painful life for him, which would also put those around him at risk should he attack them.

In response to his attack, Nilori and Cirilyn retreated towards the girl. Nilori remained in her defensive position, using her shield to block against any particularly far-reaching flames. Once the attack was finished, they spun 180 degrees, and Cirilyn fired her crossbow, being already cocked from earlier, aiming at the man's chest. Now it was Nilori's turn to face the girl, who now appeared prepared to fight.