Well, you would have if I weren't about ot call you on god mod.
The dog lifts his pen, scribbling something in the air, crying, "AEGIS!"
A wall of light batters the assaulter away, he continuing his dance.
You may have your aura, but he has his music.
Clearing his throat, he continues the dance, finishing with a bow, a tambourine and violin joining,
"Come at me! Great Typhoon! Where, be thy destructive tune?!"
Pointing at Rice, Alex wings, "Far too late, he learned of, this tune."
Another crash of thunder wreaks the sky, a maroon aura sphere forming above Alex.