At the sight of Liaena hurrying down the corridors, and her 'little helper' Kathlin, looking up at him; Sharon would let out a sigh.

As he could hear the entire structure creak and tremble all around him, let closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and counted to four...

1...
2...

"[b]Well, it seems the appetizer has arrived... ![/b]" 

3...

[b]"DIE, FIEND!"[/b]

4...

Opening his eyes once more, Sharon felt a certain degree of stability had returned to his mind. Although there was currently a Death Knight right outside of his house, wildly out of proportions, and chaos was ensuing all around him, he had at least managed to avoid panicking.

At least so far.

[i]"If we do not find a solution to this mess anytime really soon... I dare not think of the results."[/i]

"Mister Friedrick!" 

"Yes, Master Dal'dieb?" His butler, Friedrick, replied in with his usual calm, professional and disaffected tone; his older face neutral and almost seemingly bored, despite the utter chaos going on around them. Leave it to Friedrick to stay calm even if it was the end of the world, his professional pride and all!

"Fetch me mine mana crystals!" Sharon called out, raising his hand; and Friedrick had already vanished, hurriedly trailing down the nearby corridor! Despite his injured leg, the man moved with a brisk pace enough to outrun even a healthy lad!

Turning to Kathlin, Sharon smiled.

"Tell me, what do you know about teleportation?" He asked with a suggestive tone, his  previous worry seemingly having given way to a slight smirk as he motioned for the apprentice to follow him back up to his sanctum.