Tam

Kothar raised his hands into the air, he didn't want to start a fight, not while being suspected as an intruder, in the middle of the encampment.

"Sirrah! Remove your armor and lay your weapons on the ground! You are suspected of being a spy!" By now, the Patrol Captain's face was the brightest shade of red that Kothar had ever seen, and it wouldn't surprise him if he saw smoke spouting from the man's ears.

At that moment, an invisible pressure swept out from the central tent, over the entire camp, but focused on the Kothar and the soldiers surrounding him. The Patrol Captain's face changed so rapidly from a scarlet red to pale white that anyone would be shocked, except everyone around was too busy fighting off the pressure that was weighing down on them.

Kothar felt it himself, this was like when he had faced off against Anteris on the rooftop, he could tell that Tam had similarly restrained himself, but wasn't trying to truly harm anyone.