[ so he's not sent by his archon? what a strange boy, she thinks, to simply go through one of the portals to make a mess of her heralds. though she does wonder how much of that facetious challenge is candid. once more, lumine lifts a hand to silence the hushed twittering in the hall; he's agitating no one here with his presence and provocations but her servants. ]

You can barely stand on your two feet. It's not very enjoyable to bully the weak.

[ and she makes her point by jerking him down further. she'd smile, but this isn't very amusing for her, either.

a moment later, however, she deliberately slackens her grasp on his bonds, enough for him to get back up on his feet but not enough for him to get away. if he can, that is, get up on his feet and she's quite certain he'll try to prove her wrong. from what she's heard about him, he seems to be quite the pigheaded type, not much different from her twin. ]

Challenge me again when you've recovered your strength. And then, perhaps I might tell you a thing or two about your transformation.

[ she turns to one of the mages and gives it a set of instructions in the abyssal tongue. the mage bows and disappears into a flash of snow and ice. ]

After all, it takes a toll on your body when you use it, doesn't it?