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Among the many things in this world Alistair despised, one such thing was being forced to retreat. Alistair Archibald held his pride in high regard, so much could be gathered by how he spoke and how he took being slain by a smug knight, so running away was humiliating. But even despite his arrogance, he was still a rational human being for the most part. He was not a fool. And that's why this situation frustrated him to no end. It made no sense to him to attempt to make battle with this wolf. It was far too big, there wasn't enough time,  and they were far too naked and inexperienced with this kind of combat. 

Logically, there was no better option than to run from this fight. 

And so that's what Alistair decided to do. His vision lingered on the appearance of the knight that earned his ire only for a moment, before his blood boiled in a way that it hadn't done before. He was aware that despite the dangers, he'd fruitlessly throw himself at the woman if he didn't leave immediately. He turned away from the scene and towards the kitchen. 

[color=c1ba46]"There's no time to waste, let us get out of here!"[/color] he told Flame and the Priest as he started running towards the kitchen.