Siva could easily ignore her taunting of the priesthood and her belief that the great dragon's day would ever come, however, it was her slant towards his ascension to meet his god at the hour of his death that set him over the edge. His fists quickly clenched into balls of iron as she would finally have her moment. His head turned ever so slightly towards the fire, a smirk spreading across his face as he noticed the rod as not reached temperature yet. Nodding to one of the boys he motioned towards the lock as he positioned himself within the doorway waiting for it to be opened, it didn't take but a second for his right hand squire to pop it off and retreat back to the brazier. Siva reached out to the bars pushing the door out of the way, it flying open with in a blink of an eye as he did, he wasn't holding back this time and she could clearly see gone was his temper as his runes started to spark and flash.<br/><br/>As the door clanked against the metal bars of the cage it was as if a fighting bell had rung, Siva charged into the cell with almost reckless abandon, he quickly closed the distances between the two with his first assault already at hand. His left hand swinging across his body and into hers as he tried to lay the first strike on her, his blow less likely to be as devastating than last time due to her readiness. His left hook would quickly go to join his right hand above her, weaving their fingers together before quickly trying to wrap around the back of her head in an attempt to bring her face down right into the awaiting plated knee. His inner fire was lite and dancing, flickering back and forth just wanting to be released though he knew in these fighting conditions his holy fire would ignite the ship and cause much damage if not sink his own vessel.<br/><br/>He'd hope his first assault had landed as he planned pulling back and switching into a defensive stance, the stone-and-mortar, trying to bring total balance to his body and becoming a wall which one would be hard pressed to knock over. Positioning his open palms one in front of the other she would clearly tell Siva was no novice and he would go with in an inch of his or her life to subdue her feisty nature. "<i>You will see the way of Menoth, you wretch</i>!" He shouted at her, his voice stern as always had cracked to show his fiery true nature. He shifted his weight back on his legs to pull himself further away in order to counter any attack before choosing further to indulge his temper his words snapping at her. "<i>And if your pathetic little wurm ever does decided to gather his courage and show himself I will be the one that slays him with Menoth guiding my blade</i>!" An astounding claim for anyone, but in his current state and the thrill of a fight Siva threw his humble nature aside.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>