"Do you want to fight or do you prefer we just stare into each other's eyes?" The Hippogriff asked,
"I'm not staring at you. I'm making sure you don't interfere with Lith's fight." Solus replied, the Sage staff in one hand and the Fury in the other. "I don't know if I can beat the crap out of you with all that Life Maelstrom you have, but I'm confident in my magic.
"Make one move and I'll throw one spell at your friend for each one I throw at you."
"Smart." The Hippogriff grinned. "I was about to say the same but there's a difference between you and me. I'm waiting not because I'm afraid of you but to use you against your friend.
"You are my hostage, pretty lady. I'm biding my time for the perfect moment to strike. I wonder if Verhen will keep his cool when you are one step away from death."
