"Why do you think they are all going to die?!" she hollered back at him, "I want them to THINK AND LEARN!" she gritted her teeth, contorting the ground around his ankles, "They CAN'T do that if you're ALWAYS saving Oomf-!"
Tiamat felt the Force hitting her in the chest, it was enough to make her catch her breath and to release the hold she had on the jungle. She stumbled backwards, but wasn't done yet, "I'm sick of your shit too!" she quickly retorted back, it wasn't snappy or clever, but it was honest; his ego always sent him flying off to the next, and if someone was in trouble he was there to swoop up, to prove something, or earn the admiration of others. In the moment she didn't care if she thought too much about herself, there was a time when she didn't care at all and it made her weak.
The Force extended from her fingertips, wrapping around the tiefling's legs as she looked to halt his march onward, "You know that is not true. I care, and I care about my Sith being able to stand against adversaries and not worry if they need someone to swoop in to rescue them." she hissed, "If they choose not to survive, then they choose death."
@Sreeya