Tywin, quickly with his reaction, had a spear fall into his hand. As Zane swung his dagger Tywin impaled his wrist with the spear, preventing movement. Then, as to counter the massive sword, he used his other open hand now to blast it back with a concussive air flow, which sent Zane's arm back. He leapt and soared back through the air, leaving his rapier on the ground. He held his hands out in front of him and balls of blue fire ignited his fists. "Hmph...what is this, the second of your thirteen forms? I will exhaust every single one of-!" Suddenly Tywin's shoulder sent out a burst of crimson liquid as a gun shot rang out across the throne room. Falk stood and held up a black and orange desert eagle, A weapon Zane recognized to be Anne's Magnus. Falk pushed himself up and kept his sights on Tywin. "Will you just SHUT THE HELL-!?" Tywin however was quick to react, and he pushed both his hands forward. In an instant, his remaining ice spears broke apart and reformed into two larger projectiles. They flung at Falk and the two fires in each of the man's hands flung at the spears igniting them and accelerating their speed.... And both of them found their place in Falks chest. [spoiler]end of chapter 44[/spoiler]