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Narek normally at this point would have blown up and tore this woman to shreds, beat every bone to dust, and eaten the remains. He could not though, there was a barrier of some sort blocking him from doing so. It was not a physical shield, but a mental and emotional one. His anger was being shrunk and blurred each time he even glanced at this Alara.

When she was getting ready to leave he nearly forced her back down into her seat, leaning forward a bit. He was stopped when a familiar face walked in and caught his attention.

It was his brother Bowen, he didn't know whether to feel glad or annoyed that he was here. He'd forgotten that someone was bound to come get him. This lawyer certainly was strange, a new experience for Narek. A rock, unbend-able by nature, but he wanted above all else to do so.

Standing up he greeted Bowen, "Ah, my brother. I see you have heard of my adventures today, as you can see I came out victorious." He saw his brother was dressed up in human wear, one that an important man would wear. He couldn't care less how he dressed, as long as came at last. He did care about the timing. Slightly lacking.