"Yes," Fionn said, distracted, "Let's." His eyes were fixed squarely on those of Dawn, which looked into those of the Sluagh King. "I can't believe I came back for this," he muttered, to no one in particular, although Connal was sure to hear him. His fists clenched.<br/><br/>"She's so new," he said softly, "She doesn't know what he's capable of..." Slowly, a glow began to pulse gently in the tips of his fingers, dimly at first, but progressively brighter. Unlike his run-in with the Goblin King, Fionn had no knowledge his fingers had begun to glow, not that he would have used his powers in the great hall to begin with.