If it wasn't Fandaniel himself. How very amusing--Igeyorhm acknowledged him, raising an eyebrow at Wesley. The prince's reputation preceded him, though he made it clear that he wasn't too happy having Igeyorhm around. What a pain, but it didn't look like he was going to be able to simply walk away. Stifling a yawn of his own, he stretched his free arm, his hand in the shape of a gun as he pointed it at Wesley. "[color=yellow]No need to be a stranger, Fandaniel! I honestly meant no harm,[/color]" Igeyorhm admitted, shaking his head, though a playful look overcame him. "[color=yellow]But of course, if it's a fight you want, then I'd be more than happy to oblige![/color]" Nadeline scoffed, though she decided not to wait for Igeyorhm to get the first strike, raising her rapier in the air. "[color=coral][b]Scourge![/b][/color]" She called, multiple tendrils appearing around Igeyorhm. "[color=yellow]Aww, I don't really want to fight you,[/color]" He frowned as he leapt over both her spell and the two men, landing right in front of Nadeline. "[color=yellow]I kinda have a soft spot for pretty girls, I don't think I can go all out if you insist on fighting,[/color]" He admitted, snapping his fingers as his own spell surrounded her. She let out a small gasp, the Sleep spell instantaneous, and he caught her with her free arm as her rapier fell to the ground. "[color=yellow]All's fair in love and war.[/color]" He told Wesley with a wink as he placed her onto the chair. "[color=yellow]Now to really start the fun.[/color]" Grant immediately shot at him, though as his finger squeezed the trigger, Igeyorhm appeared right before him. Damn, he was fast, though that thought didn't even get a chance to fully process as he rammed the hilt of his sword into his chest, knocking him several paces, and leaping up over any strike Wesley would throw at him. He shook his head at the pair, though brought his sword down at Grant who narrowly dodged the sword. Igeyorhm's strike was rather close, and he saw even some of his hair as well as his choker fall. [i][color=darkorchid]Oh, great,[/color][/i] He mentally cursed.