"Perhaps," Azwel replies causally. "But to tell the truth, he irritated me with his simpering. Best he's kept out of my way."

He's quite impressed with her abilities so far, and suspects he's only seen a fraction of what she can do. And attractive on top of all that? Azwel is very pleased, indeed.

Now, if they both leave the room on their own two feet, all the better. But if he dies here, it will have been glorious. He grins again. "I have no intention of dying in this place." His eyes flick to the door and back to her before he lifts his glowing hands again.