Sunniva could feel it burning in her gut.
Shame? Probably shame. Made bile rise in her throat and she frowned at him - or where she thought he'd be. Shame for letting him do that ... With her. For letting herself do that with him. So shamelessly. Sunniva rubbed at her chest for a moment before she could taste the magic in the air.
"Krah. You remember I'm an Adhara, right?" her voice was soft, she made no comment on his choice of words - Mostly because Sunniva detested mages herself. Nasty creatures. It was their fault the country was in this state. Licking her lips she stayed her ground and when the first man with the enchanted weapon stepped forward the flames licked away and he quickly took a few steps back, frowning and glaring before backing up.
The flames licked back to life.
"Stay away from his little red headed slut," The man said gruffly to his little band, "Or kill her first." a grin and he winked at Krah, "Or just kill him and you can keep his slut!" He laughed, "Sounds good, first man to kill the legendary God of War gets to keep his tight little trophy." And then they moved, quite intent on the kill.