Beyond the Facade Ch.4 Stand Off

Ancano drug the struggling dunmer out of the Arch-Mage's quarters as the Psijic member disappeared. He was determined to figure out what had happened. Though to him he didn't see anything, and it seemed the Arch-Mage hadn't seen anything. Though Ancano was positive that something had happened.

As soon as he was sure they had their privacy, he backed her into a corner, hand raised as sparks started jumping from his palm to finger tips. "You will explain what happened." He demanded, glaring down at the dunmer. "The Psijic doesn't come a distance to say they'd made a mistake." He interjected as the dunmer opened her mouth to possibly shoot down his demand as she backed away into the corner, hand on her sword hilt.

"I'm not telling you anything." She hissed at him. She stopped backing away when she felt her heel hit the wall. "The Thalmor hating the Psijic doesn't mean this has anything to do with you. It doesn't and you should stop sticking your nose where it doesn't belong." She gripped her sword, ready to draw if she needed.

"Any affair with this college is my business. Now you will tell me." He replied acid now lacing his arrogant tone. He took a few steps forward, bringing him closer, as she couldn't back away anymore. She was caught in the corner. There was no escape, as he could cast his spell faster than she could pull her sword.

"And what if this is a personal affair, and the college was the only place they could find me?" She asked, defiance strong in her tone. She straightened up more, in an effort to put more distance between the two. Though he was still closing the gap between the two mer.

Though his hand was still raised and he was ready to aggressively put the dunmer in her place, he still walked forward to trap her further in the corner. "It occured at the college. The Psijic don't personally come to speak with one person. They are difficult for the Aldmeri Dominion to catch because they don't physically show themselves." He said, when they were less than a foot away from each other.

Tenebris could feel his breath on her face, and the magicka radiating from his hand. She glanced down at the spell still crackling in his hand, then up at his annoying face, so close to hers. She straightened herself up, glaring at him. Though it did bring their faces just a bit closer. And she could feel his breath wash over her face a bit more.

She took in a deep breath, and for a moment, it looked as though she would actually cooperate, until she shouted.

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"TIID KLO UI!" She shouted, causing the world to slow. She took that laps in time to run past the high elf. Who couldn't move fast enough with his arm to catch her, or his spell to stop her. She looked over at him as she ran past to see his slowed reaction, and the anger slowly forming on his face as his body slowly made an attempt to catch her. Though she slipped past him and away as fast as she could to quickly locate Tolfdir about the Augur of Dunlain. Who or whatever that was.