To say he was disgusted was an understatement. Although his expression lay dormant and unwavering, he was secretly loathing the woman who dared mock him. So what if he were not of her tongue or language? Did that really make him a fool? Cain thought not and found her petty ways worth mocking himself.

"Nice teeth," he chided while looking after her. Turning her back on him was unwise and she would have to deal with his temper. "Long-barreled silenced suitcase sentry, materialize."

A jolt of electricity danced over his tongue and, within seconds, a suitcase appeared in the air before him. With Marwolaeth too busy finding a horse, Cain wrapped up his summoning by kicking the black box across the earthy ground. As it slid into a crevice it created, a mechanical sound followed, as did his words, "Assemble."

Within seconds the once black box became a suitcase sentry that packed 500 silenced ammunition rounds. It clicked into position, its target being the vampire woman that dared bare her teeth at him. Smug grin on his face, he finished his command. "Activate."

White lightning fired from the open ends of the suitcase. Silenced, as per his wishes, the small sentry fired off (rapidly, might I add) at the woman and the stable she was in. The bullets missed her, but landed forcefully into the lumber that built up a shed. Moments later, the wood was caving under its own weight and collapsing to the ground. Those horses who were lucky, galloped away, screaming and snorting in terror.

Arms still crossed over his chest, the man from beyond the wall of magic stood there. Left foot slightly forward, his malice gaze moved onto Laeth.

"It is unwise to bully a user, mate." With a smirk on his face, the man didn't fault from his position. If she tried to flank him in rage (or whatever), he would simply skip past her advances. If she moved for Fengir? Well, the little beast had snaked off to a great hiding space. Absolutely hating the magic Cain possessed, Fengir would hide away until the sparks stopped. There was something about those sparks that bothered the tiger-fox's ears.


(sorry for the lack of color, didn't have time!)