An Unpleasant Meeting

Ren did not move, nor did he attempt to hide from Lyfra's assault. His guard stood firm, gripping the wrist of her attacking arm with one hand and shielding him with the other.

Honestly, even Ren was surprised by the speed with which the guard dashed to his side. 

 He glanced at Lyfra, who was now pushed back into her chair.

He spoke as he got up from his seat, "That ends our meeting, I guess. See you, maybe, never." 

He adjusted his clothes, brushing off imaginary dust as he collected his thoughts and forced his agitated mind to calm state.

The guard, whose name he still didn't know, stood beside him like a silent guardian, unwavering and vigilant. Ren glanced at him briefly, musing that professionals truly are on another level.