Robert
"To think We pushed you into showing your hand so easily, _Shadowmage."_ Cavall laughs as the darkness slashes across his chest, the damage visibly impacting their breastplate. Again, and again— Kaz's onslaught strikes the Hound, bringing him to his knees as he appears to actually take _damage._

But, not as much as one would expect. Lifting his head to smile up at the man on his shoulders, Cavall's tail wags briefly, even as the spell's name is called.

Hexagonal plates form across his body in that exact moment, a Barrier 3 to protect himself, and withstand whatever rage may come in the ensuing seconds to come; And so Cavall calls out, some kind of complicated, mirthful emotion burning in his eyes—

"We concede." 'For now,' goes unsaid.
Ronnie
The twitch to his eye was constant as he stepped off the hound. Kaz wanted to get the surrender, but there was no satisfaction from it with the way Cavall expressed himself.

"Frustrating until the end, and you still somehow made it feel like I wasted my time. Whatever, It's my win so don't act like you simply gave it to me the next time we meet."

He sheathed his weapon as he started to leave the area. A rock skipped across the lava lake as he failed to get over being annoyed.
Robert
"Yes, yes. Of course." Cavall waves cordially as the man sulks away like a petulant child, using the same tone they'd use if they were _actually_ speaking to one. With Kaz leaving, Cavall moves to sit back down and nurse their wounds— Right then and there.