Ayl smirked, noting the slight noise he heard in the otherwise silent area. He whirled around, sideflipping over the chair that was thrown; in the same movement, he shot his arm out, the orb forming into a tendril that chased the thrown chair down. It grabbed one of the legs as Ayl landed, at which point he pulled his arm overhead and down, slingshotting the chair over his head and slamming it into the ground where it was originally thrown from, creating a small fissure in the ground from him to the now-broken chair. He quickly stood again, bouncing between his feet in a fighting stance and prepping himself for any other potential attackers.