The elven woman listened, yet the level of threat she displayed remained unwavering. 

[color=ec008c]"Bold of you to assume we are standing on an equal footing. Disarm yourself and your magical enchantment at once, then I will let you live." [/color]

[color=ec008c]"Two!"[/color]

In that brief moment Jazdia looked at the magical construct, then at the wizard again. The potential was still unmeasured, yet its danger was apparent. Regardless the elf kept her composure, as if not giving it a proper damn Asevor wished she would. The luster in her eyes shows not only sheer determination but also restrained rage and madness. 

[color=ec008c]"Look at me in the eyes. Do you think I care?" [/color]