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Moment of Awesome - Meggan Szardos/Meggan: Trapped in a Danger Room malfunction, Meggan and Clea Lake face off against heroes of the Illiad. Aetenor and Dolon glared at the female intruders facing off against them. This was a most unpleasant surprise and unnecessary delay in obtaining vital information for the campaign against the Greeks. Much was on the line and they had little time to deal with these intruders. Dolon stepped forward and pulled swords from his back in preparation for the battle to come. Aetenor was less flashy and simply shifted into a fighting stance. Meggan blinked, knowing she shouldn’t have been startled when Dolon pulled his swords on Clea; still, she was concerned even as she became much more focused on the other man. She didn’t want Aetenor sounding the alarm or drawing more attention their way, and there was always a chance. She knew she couldn’t hope to handle sword-bearing people rushing to protect their advisor. She hoped she could get high enough to be out of range if she had to deal with such a situation. She shook her head momentarily, and wondered if floating kickboxing could help to bring him to ground for long enough. Unarmed didn't mean helpless. Or would it make him think she was a deity? As an advisor, would he listen to reason in the midst of a fight? She hoped so, even as she was beginning to float upward. "The best course of action for you would be to return to where you came," Aetenor said. He curled his hands into fists and his eyes began to glow. He needed a moment to summon the energy that came from within then he could dispatch both of these interlopers quickly. "Otherwise, we will be forced to deal with you." Not good! If Meggan didn’t know the results of that energy touching something, then she really didn’t want to be hit with it. She just needed to keep him distracted; she was tensed, though, and ready to get back if he chose to strike out with the energy. “I think we’d all like that very much” she assured him. She knew she didn’t look threatening at all, so maybe that would help. “Wouldn’t you rather talk about it than fight, sir? Aren’t words better when you’re an advisor and don’t know what the situation is?” Meggan asked. She would appeal to his reason, and hope it quelled both him and, by extension, the other man if he called him off. She glanced momentarily over to see how things were going with Clea, but was half afraid to fully divert her attention from the advisor. That moment of distraction was all that Aetenor needed to open his hand in Clea's direction, unleashing a bolt of sizzling energy. It struck Clea directly causing her to twist and writhe before dropping to the ground in a heap. Now they could focus on the other intruder and get this over with. Dolon hadn't let himself be distracted by the power display and moved toward Meggan. “Clea!” Meggan couldn’t go to Clea’s side to even know how badly injured she was after that strike. She backed away as Dolon approached. Maybe if she went with her first impulse and used twirling air kickboxing first at the two men, and then gave a good hard shove at the support beam for the tent as a distraction. Or would contact be just as bad? Maybe they could get out of this in one piece. She did her best to avoid any energy aimed at her, even as she moved to act.