The commander actually has two weapons trained on him; one pointing at his face, a fairly large, rifle-like weapon, held-one-handed, an impressive feat, as one of the constructs would ahve difficulty doing that, and a second, smaller side-arm, pointed at his chest. She starts to move around him slowly, and Draiss can feel her building up a spell, clearly readying to defend herself, if Draiss tries something, like with the guards outside. "You're a brave one, coming in here in person. But we're through talking. We tried that before, and you bastards just laughed, and murdered our families. Well, I'm not going to let that happen again, you hear me, scum? I'll even be merciful; I'll put you down quickly, instead of torturing them, and everyone in earshot, for a week." Her lip curls in a sneer, and she looks far more ready to blow him away, then all of the guards outside, combined.