*Lecter sighs, and keeps his weapons ready*
Lecter: Vaseraga, you could have mentioned a thief and we could have helped. Shedding blood in here for potentially no good reason is... Not a good idea.

*Be'lak chuckles as the tree ignites into flames, and still tries to crush Tiaz in their ruined state*
[b][i]You don't deserve my best, Tiaz. That would kill everyone here, and I do not want that. There is no fun in that.[/i][/b]
*The eyes of the necklace in Be'lak's hand begin to glow slightly, and Be'lak smirks underneath his hood*