She let out another outraged cry and threw another bunch. In a blinding flash of light a man appeared in between the two, catching Garrick's blade as well as Ozusi's fist, ending their fight. He stood tall in a long suit jacket of intertwining black and white, his long black hair slicked back, covering his long bunny ears. Isis's father, Maximilian. His eyes were a bright amber, and yet they were dull, a constantly serene look on his face, as if he hadn't a care in the world. He looked back at Garrick and nodded before looking to Ozusi. "Child. You have caused quite a problem here..."<br/><br/>"M-Master Maximilian! I can explain, he-"<br/><br/>"Is a dear friend and misunderstood soul. He will be in my custody now. Please return to headquarters, the head guards would like a word with you."<br/><br/>"But...Yes sir..." she said, submitting reluctantly, turning on the spot and trotting off, the guard following at a good pace behind her. Maximilian then turned to Garrick.<br/><br/>"I trust that you are alright?" he asked.