*He simply looks down at her, anger bright in his eyes*
Horus: She is not just some animal, she's a sentient being, that's not ending her suffering, that's murdering her.
*Horus isn't at all fazed by the pistol whip and barely moves from it. A tiny cut is opened on his face as a result. What he is surprised is that even with his superb reflexes, he didn't see it coming. "She's fast" he thinks to himself*
Horus: Girl, I am not what you seem to think.
*He towers over her, his hands ball into fists as he glares down at her*
Horus: I am no [i]Taheen[/i], whatever that may be. I am Horus, the Avenger, a god among men. I am over 20,000 years old. You, human, are nothing, you're fast, but you could not hope to best me, a literal God of War in any form of combat. 
*He leans down again so that they're face to face. His eyes are full of anger, but he doesn't speak harshly, instead using a cold tone.*
Horus: Jillian, despite what you seem to think, Hanna is not evil, nor am I and especially not Iris. Perhaps if you weren't so quick on the draw, and thought a little more before you started waving a firearm around you might learn a thing or two about the people surrounding you. I suggest you do that before trying anything. At the very least show the intelligence to learn your supposed enemy. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to make Iris something warm to drink.
*He stands straight and turns to walk towards the kitchen.*



*Tiaz glares at Be'lak*
Tiaz: Enough of this! Put her down!
*He slams his staff into the ground and a wave of earth shoots out in a circle from him, tripping up anyone nearby and knocking bits of sydney around wildly.*
Tiaz: She is mine! You will cease!