[center][color=crimson][h2]Xandar Markov[/h2][/color][/center]

[color=crimson][center]Location: Outside Faeril's Eyrie, cliff staircase[/center][/color]

[color=crimson]"Oh you sure had it under control dear, that's why you're bleeding, your jewel is drained, and I had to come save you from being killed or kidnapped by those assholes. I don't even know how you're still alive considering how useless your so called body guards are."[/color] Xandar chuckled, shaking his head as he saw her attempt to punch him in the jaw and fail miserably. 

[color=crimson]"The last time I let you out of my sight for a minute you got yourself into deep shit, I'm keeping an eye on you. I already saved their ass once today, let them be useful for a change. You just worry about resting and not breaking your jewel, because you'll be no use to anybody without it. I can repay my debt to you if you're dead or worse."[/color] 

Xandar has just got to the top of the Eyrie when he turned to see Mikhail start running down the stairs, trying to tell Xandar one thing or another. He didn't really acknowledge or respect the man in any sense, having half a mind to chuck him off the cliff so he would get down faster. [color=crimson]"Oh I know what I'm doing, I'm not a daft cunt such as yourself. I would be more than happy to engage you in a battle of wits if I had the time, but you seem unarmed."[/color] 

Xandar chuckled, quickly looking over to see Fatima sneaking down the stairs, attempting to go into the battlefield as he was quite sure Mikhail and Dareen was supposed to be taking care of her. [color=crimson]"Oh look, you both had one job. Trying to give orders and you can't even follow a simple task. Don't worry, just let the man handle this one."[/color]

Xandar cast his free hand out, the other still holding Faeril in his arms as he morphed the shield around Fatima into a sphere, seemingly without the knowledge of the Queen as she falls forward in her clumsiness and face plants onto the front of the sphere. He could only shake his head as he levitated the sphere, bringing back the screaming and kicking Queen as he lowered the sphere next to him where he stood at the top of the Eyrie. His face was like a disappointed parent, and he now held Faeril with both hands as he faced the sphere. 

[color=crimson]"And you! What am I going to do with you? My job is to protect you and you start running [i]towards[/i] the fight? And you go and trip and break your nose. Look, this is for your own good. Once people who aren't trying to murder and or kidnap both of you are either dead or gone, you will both be let out. In the mean time, I would [i]love[/i] to have you two [i]alive[/i] if that's alright with everyone."[/color]