Isaiah growled angrily as the blood poured from the new and old wounds on his left arm. Still he held Irenia to him now turning his attention to soon to be very dead guard. He almost wanted to laugh as he yelled at Isaiah to leave her alone. There would be no laughing however only a very very painful death for this beast. "My queen I have always been yours to command and I have never asked anything of you, but today I must change that." He placed her down behind him before his blood red eyes went back to the guard. "I must ask that you close your eyes, I don't want you to see what I'm about to do." 

Just like last time the wound didn't hurt, it didn't even register in his mind at all, instead his mind was filled with unbridled rage and the image of his queen in distress. "Disorderly conduct with the Queen is grounds for a flogging..." He stepped closer to the man slowly. "Threatening the queen is a lifetime sentence in the dungeon." He stopped to stare at the man who tried to lash him with his whip which through some strange occurrence Isaiah's arm snapped up and caught effortlessly with his left hand. "Laying your filthy hands on [b]my[/b] queen is punishable by death!!" He yanked the guard forward by the whip and lunged his blade finding his way into the guard's stomach, he dragged it through and yanked free the blade and still the giant stood albeit bloody and in pain. 

[i]"He still stands! Glorious![/i]

Isaiah paid no attention to the voice, he merely kept striking wildly at the guard leaving shallow cuts all across his chest and arms. The giant tried to defend himself with his sword but Isaiah's strike were far too fast for him to block. He was like a madman toying with his victim the way he was leaving only shallow cuts so the man felt the most pain possible before dying. He seemed to grow even madder that the giant had still remained standing despite his punishment. "Know your place! You bow in the presence of a queen!!" And just like that the guard was minus his right arm and left leg, the strikes that took them too fast to even see. With no left leg he tumbled on the weight of his remaining right one into a sick bowing position. Even in this position Isaiah didn't fully stand over the man. "Apologize to her majesty! Let your last words have some meaning you wretched dog!"