Hale spins himself around, avoiding the dagger and pressing his back gently against Hannibal's chest, closing his eyes slightly as he looks up at him silently for a moment, the aura still slowly flowing from his body before suddenly halting and turning much harsher, Hale's eyes flashing red for a moment before a deafening roar escapes his lips, the sheer force of it pushing the young felines feet into the ground an inch or so, possibly pushing Hannibal away or even leaving him momentarily deafened or stunned.<span style="font-style: italic">My friend... Though I do not know anything more than your name, I will not harm you...</span>Hale thinks silently as he tries to bring the hilt of his other blade back into Hannibal's stomach.