Will pursued her, the constant teasing nagging at not only his sensibilities as a gentlemen but as a man in general. He would put an end to the farce, and leaped down off the rafters to fall right into her trap. A billow of dust and run off from one of the bloomery's filters caught him straight in the face, obscuring his vision and causing him to hack and cough. He still had his sword however, and brandished it, about to leap forward when he had a line of sight, only to find a cocked pistol in his way. [@AngelBites15]