When the blow simply had no effect Tyrhallan's eyes flashed with alarm. [i]How in the world?[/i]
With a couple steps back he created some distance again, regaining his guard and his measure of her.
Her words perhaps irritated him the most. 
[i]How dare she accuse him of dishonourable conduct?! The gall of that woman![/i]
Silencing his anger however forced himself to focus again. 
[i]She is a problem. A major problem.[/i]
If his guess was right, she used her ki as a shield. She had made herself indomitable and with her amount of armour on impenetrable...Combine that with that battleaxe she was swinging around, Tyrhallan would say they had a reason to make her a Captain aswell.
Regardless, he had to try and best her, no kill her, as her words left no argument about that. 
Tracing the steps back in his mind, he remembered he had been able to use her own body against her, but that would mean he would have to get in close. A risky move to be sure, the woman would certainly want to use her ki against him.
He knew he had little room to move. All in all this was a fight he did not want, but one she forced him into. 
As she pointed with the battle axe in hand into the direction of her fallen men, Tyrhallan's posture had changed. He squared his shoulders and let her bemoan her fallen, remaining silent at her accusations.

[@TheMerlin]"You did not even give them a chance! On my life, I swear I will kill you!"
As she raised her axe to strike however, the frigate jolted violently as though it had collided into something, knocking it askew.
"What was that?" Lucina had time to say before the entire ship quaked again, forcing her to stumble onto a knee. Then with an accusatory glare towards the Belisian, she added, "More trickery?"

Tyrhallan however had shifted into a more centered stance, before the second quacke had literally forced him into the wall. Regaining his footing he heard the woman's words and something in him just snapped. He had enough of her. Of this woman's malcontent.
He would serve her some truth. His honour demanded it.
"WOMAN will you shut your trap!" Tyrhallan's fuse was lit and he planned on giving her a piece of his mind.
"Does it look like I have any fucking idea what that was! And as for your other accusations let me 'enlighten you' for I must have scrambled your brains too hard when I hit you!" He spoke as his eyes spit fire glaring down at her.
"Your men died the moment they helped to INVADE our lands! Had they stayed in your pretty little Empire I would not have had the need to kill them!" Tyrhallan responded with a tone that burned harshly, one he only reserved for those who had truly irked him.  
"No doubt they were just following YOUR orders!"
"Your own selflish actions caused all this! Yours! Your Empire, Your invasion! That is the sole reason these men have lost their lives!!!" He threw back before he pointed the blade at her with a look of disgust. "You may shift your blame upon me to ease your own troubled conscience but that does not make it truth." He was silent for a moment, before he chuckled in a second, it was short and cynical with a hint of sadness into it.
"And to think! I actually wanted to spare you! You're not a warrior and I told you I have no time for you. 
Go waste someone else's time with your selfish inclination to prove yourself!" 
He was not going to waste anymore time. He needed to get through that door and he would die trying.
"GO HOME!" He snarled at her before he made a dash for the door, opening it and running into the wheelhouse. He knew she would be right behind him, but with some luck he would be able to force them off course. Hopefully enough before her brute force would run him through and do enough damage to stop them from undoing his actions.