The charmer, now red in the face and pouting and screaming, finally had enough.<br/>"I've had enough! (see?) If you the best our guards can do is<span style="font-style: italic">throw plates</span>, than you shouldn't even be fighting! Now, get back! I'll give him an enemy!"<br/>He pulls out a flute, and begins to play a tune on it, its rythmic sounds echoing off the walls, and the guards back up, agaisnt the walls.