Wēlanandaz went from speaking openly to returning to his own stoic self, his eyes narrowing almost into slits as he caught sight of the two huge warriors blocking their path, their own silence broken only as Emilio once more opened his big mouth.

While there was no danger in attempting to deal with these knights with the power of words - and [i]sometimes[/i] it even worked - the Dwarf had known enough guardians and fanatical combatants to realise that, here and now at least, this may not work out.

Moving his body and limbs with as much cautiousness as Emilio stated his words, Wēlanandaz calmly placed one hand on the hilt of his weapon and then shimmied his shield around his body and onto the forearm of his other arm.

"Be careful, manling," he growled in a low voice, "I don't like the look of this."

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