"Look," The Lord of the Undying Storm retorted, completely unfazed by Blaze's apparent anger. "You can have me lop your face off for your attempted stunt later. I'm actually too busy for that right now."
"Ekimu and I made a deal." He specified, choosing his words carefully. "Part of it involves... You, yes." He glanced at Blaze, trying to come up with some imaginary contract to buy time. "Your explosive act caught Ekimu's eye more than my tiny application of my power, and he agreed to my proposition. Which is to make sure you don't leave."
He was walking forward as he was speaking, and now stopped only a few yards away from the fire. "However that sadly means you have to stay alive. And your friends too, I guess." He sheathed his axe and tried to look about at the party in the darkness. "So none of you better try anything."
Gladius mused. Her cause was far from the most noble, and there was a likely chance she would return to her Monastery that he had somehow never heard of before. Must've been a recent addition.
"A more noble cause than the cause of others." He said. The hinting of the statement was obvious. "But I am mainly asking because..."
There was a long silence. "Well. I'll ask Hitora first."