[@Darkmoon Angel]

Heinrich quickly spun around his right, attempting to rotate past the lightning that was fired at him. Upon completing the fancy foot work, he pointed at Falma, gloved hand still radiating the black flame of energy. "Excuse you, good sir! I was trying to have a lovely sporting duel with your compatriot over our differences! That was very rude of you to interject so unjustly! Yes, we are both after conflicting goals, but that is no excuse for poor etiquette in a jolly good clash of wit and brawn! Your friend here posses a unique weapon well suited for combat against my Power Mage techniques! We are quite matched and it will come down to skill, if any! Either step aside ruffian, or I shall smite you rightly!" Heinrich said, now taking an indignant pose, totally ignoring the unfolding battle around him, masked nose upturned.