He watched the lower half of the pedestal slamming into the nearby wall, shattering into dust, and then raised an eyebrow as the female balor stretched. He had to admit she was quite a beauty, in a muscular and barbaric sort of way, but he had that in Tyra. So he didn't bother to be charming at first, he simply stood there, his Sivridut held with its point down, against the back of his arm. He watched her stretch until she was stopped by his contracting wards, which were like several meters of adamantine pressing down on her, slowly forcing her stand normally with her arms down by her sides, as the force walls formed a box a bit taller than her, and wider and had more depth, but she couldn't move toward him, or get to any of the walls. He was also actively blocking teleporting and planar gating, so it was just him and her.<br/><br/>Once she noticed him, he gave her a terse smile, and formed a comfortable chair to sit in. "Good evening. So, now what do we do? I knew it was a powerful and 'evil' outsider, but I didn't think a balor could be contained so."