"Oi, alot of things are uglier than me," Chay retorts and flexes his jaw, since the pressure in his ears seemed to rise slightly before popping inside of his skull. "Gah! Whatever that was it's definately afraid of us now..." He thinks back to when one of the gaurdsmen was mentally disturbed. "Oh... that must have been the reason for the gaurd's mental breakdown..." he says and icepicks the longsword again, resting his open hand on his chin with the elbow on the pommel.