"Sit." The Orc stood directly in front of the door, shoving the wood elf back with a mailed hand. "Down." She growled, her sharp, fangs showing for a moment before she curled her lips back around them and smothered the anger on her face.<br/><br/>Meldine shook her head, "Lady Guine, you must learn how to take a diplomatic tone one of these days."<br/><br/>"No, she's right. We can't afford any more liabilities. Either the elf stands with us or the orc can have her for breakfast." The fat human sniffed. "There have been too many of these 'blessed' coming and going with no improvement in the war effort. Times have changed and the good of our world now depends on these...things. A meal for our soldier is better than the meal for the demons she'll become is she leaves as she is." He gestured towards the empty chair Ava had left at the table, "Sit. Or you'll be taught how powerless you are right here and now, without the need to bother any demons."<br/><br/>Meldine sighed, but said nothing else. The Mage simply continued to look interested, but didn't say anything against the sudden turn from hospitality to threats. In full armor, Lady Guine was no doubt capable of beating all three women into submission single handedly, and as an Iron Crusader, even shadow magic probably would not help against her.