As Kasumi seized Marc, the young man began to kick and scream.  "Stop!  I don't want to go!"  He yelled, trying to bite Kasumi.  The Ambassador yanked the hostage into the air with telekinetic force, pulling him back up to the stairs.<br/><br/>"Ah, good.  That confirms that you're not actually agents of the Emerald Claw.  If you were, you would have taken my offer, or at least attempted to get out with two hostages for ransom instead of just one.  I don't need to tell you how much easier that makes my life."  The ambassador said, positioning himself between Marc and the assailants.  "The question then, is who you are.  I'm inclined to say... Karrnathi war dogs, trying to interfere with the legitimate action of my government."  The Ambassador deduced, gently levitating himself into the air.<br/><br/>"In which case... you can't attack me!"  The Ambassador said with a laugh, dismissing his henchman and the dog to head up to the upper floors.  "So then, what exactly makes young Marc so important?  It's not like he can even succeed in this country.  He's a natural psychic in a nation with no psychic traditions.    If he gets raised as a soldier or a judge, he'll end up living a life of mediocrity and discontent."  The Ambassador told the group, finishing off his wine and levitating it into a hole in the floor.  "I cannot, in good concience allow you to take him."  The Ambassador concluded, his magical aura flaring menacingly.