"Excuse me." [i]Alric suddenly felt a tugging, as the man was pulled outside of the council meeting, into what may have been within a back room. He was suddenly thrown into the wall, Freya grabbing his collar tightly.[/i] "...I like you, Witcher. As an individual. But if you ever think that you can freely insult one of my soldiers like that again, I'll tear your guts out and feed them to you. I'm fully aware that Alpha had her fair share.. and she will be dealt with as well. Do you understand." [i]Freya was.. angry. That simple, calm demeanor had disappeared, as if the rage within her had finally released onto it's first target. Or rather, targets.[/i]