[Ardyn hated feeling like the weak one here, which he was right now. Kicked in the bollocks and suffering because of it. Curse that Ignis! He managed to get to his feet and stagger inside of the bakery searching for his attacker. What was the man playing at?! How dare he kick the Chancellor of Niflheim. He would pay....]

Run off, have we, dear Ignis? They do say that's the coward's way out after kicking a man in the unmentionables.....

[Ouch. It stung like a bitch and Ardyn had to grab hold of the counter top to steady himself. His cock and balls had taken a beating and he knew they would be all red for a while yet.]

Show yourself, baker!

[He hissed.]