Aitan Snarled, "Then is leaves Me no Choice" he murmered Under His Breath, He gripped the handle of his sword, Drawing it Quickly, He glanced at his sister, Holding the tip of the Blade at Thearus' Neck, "My Whole Life i have been Trying to keep her safe from Anyone who can harm her, and i dont plan on stopping now" He said in a low Grumble "Mist, get away from him, Now" he demanded,