Dust was feeling the temptation grow.  He inhaled deeply and held a breath he let his heart slow and he focused.  He had faced worse before.  Whatever pharmone she was giving off was potent but not the mot potent he had ever dealt with.  He held his position and waited for Vianna to signal. Slowly and silently he slid the long sword back into it's scabbard.  He gripped his zwihander and a pair of trap disks with the other hand.