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The tension in the air was palpable as Miwa heard Arcan's acid words. Despite the Djinn freeing Jazdia from his grasp, the fact that Miwa herself, Jazdia and even Verdant were still ready to combat only made the tension even worse. Jazdia, despite still recovering from Arcan's sudden assault, already had her dagger in hands, similarly as Miwa herself, despite trying to mediate and defuse the situation, still held her weapon tightly. Even the adorable Verdant seemed ready to battle, transforming in a semi-serpentine form Miwa had never seen before.

Miwa herself was starting to slowly but surely lose her patience at Arcan's arrogance, refusing to believe he could be wrong or that there was something he didn't know. Despite her apparent calm, those who paid close attention to Miwa would notice her fist tightening around her weapon, a clear signal that the whole situation was starting to wear her patience thin. As Arcan, once again, reminded them how dangerous Lythiel was, Miwa couldn't help but let out an exhausted, frustrated sigh. 

Whether it was mere arrogance or on purpose, Arcan seemed to be the only one who failed to recognize that his knowledge wasn't perfect, as both Jazdia herself and even Verdant pointed that fact. In the end, Miwa's frustration grew to a point that she couldn't bear it anymore. Arcan would not accept anything but his own words as truth and if things continued like that, there will be no progress at all to that negotiation...

With a frustrated, almost angry sigh Miwa took a step forward, putting herself between Jazdia and Arcan as she loudly hit the ground with the Ama Matoi, leaving only the faint noise of the metal rings clinking against the pole of the weapon before she spoke.

[color=6ecff6]"Enough! Despite everything that you said, you have failed to reply to anything I said with arguments of significant substance other than outbursts of anger and arrogance! Even if you kill Jazdia, there is nothing preventing Lythiel to find another vessel. And when she finds it, it most certainly won't conveniently wander to your doorstep to let you know of it's existence!"[/color] Miwa said in an angry tone, looking directly at Arcan, almost too close to comfort.

[color=6ecff6]"I believe there is not much else to be said, is there? We have reached an impasse, Arcan. What will you do? Will you simply try to kill Jazdia once we leave your precious gallery and forsake your duty by ignoring the fact that Lythiel remains a threat? Or will you uphold your duty both to Theriadore himself and to the Theriadore gallery by assisting us in finding a way to deal with Jazdia's curse in exchange of our help with dealing with the [b]two[/b] threats you failed to contain, both Lythiel and the necromancer?"[/color] Miwa said, her grasp on her weapon becoming tighter as she gave Arcan an ultimatum.

[color=6ecff6]"Think wisely about your choice and know that should you decide to face us, neither one of us will leave unscathed... And unlike you, we have no reason to wait for you to try to strike us down once we leave the gallery. After all... Wasn't you that said [i]'my problem is right in front of me. Why should I ponder about the wicked intricacies that the monster is plotting if I can end it now?'[/i]"[/color] Miwa finished, looking directly at Arcan as she used his own words against him. 

One look at Miwa's eyes was enough to see she was not bluffing. While rooted in logic and reason, the threats she made were more than real.

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