Ysran locked eyes with the bulky man throughout his speech. Anger was a powerful emotion. You can use strength unknown to you, or perhaps even take a hit from something that would normally kill you. However in most cases, you leave your mental state in a vulnerable position. This man had done just that. In a matter of seconds, Ysran had full access to his mind. Not in terms of mind reading, but in terms of overpowering him. Ysran, Priming a spell in the back of mind, never stopped maintaining eye contact, yet he could hear a large group approaching.[i][color=662d91]"I do not wish to fight you. There's likely a small group of zombies to my right. They likely will just try to protect Thiara and I. If you do not attack us, no harm will likely come to either of us. But, should they attack on sight...Do whatever you want to them. Let's just...Talk this out."[/color][/i] Walking a few steps forward, Ysran kicked the axe back towards the man.[color=662d91][i]"Should these guys attack you, you'll likely want that."[/i][/color] Turning his head towards the group approaching, yet still maintaining eye contact, Ysran spoke:[i][color=662d91]"Caractacus! Get over here! We need to have a...'Discussion'. We seem to have reached a misunderstanding..."[/color][/i]