"Remember this next time you care to trifle with me, stupid girl. Remember the extent of my power and the breadth of my wrath. We are finished, you and I." He's proven his point and considers himself the victor here; all grudges are settled as far as he's concerned.

With one last withering look at the huddled figure on the ground, Ixis Naugus turns and slowly hobbles away, leaning heavily on his staff. He has to attend to his injuries now, especially since this process made one much more grievous.