Rex moved swiftly, his own runes lighting up. The area around him in a ten meter radius stilled as the rune Stan, Stone, blinked into existence.  It's presence was quickly joined by the runes Perth and Raidho, the former growing as it began to eat at Myr's magic, pulling it into the empty cup.

"It's not your choice. It belongs to Vex." Rex stayed calm, focused on his rune work. "If she doesn't want to leave with you, she won't. Do not make this harder on yourself."

Shadows coalesced into the form of Jivarn, the Elder Vampire looking pissed off. "Get off my lands, Faerie." His black eyes shimmered with malice. "There will be no more violence tonight." In his hand he held a fragment of the crystal pendant, which glowed a corrupted green. "As typical of your kind you disregard any thought that you can't have your way. Begone." He stepped between Rex and Myr. "I haven't had to fight in a century and I don't feel like doing so now."