They say the Knight-Commander of the Fifth Crusade is an angel come to walk the face of Golarion.
"How dare you imply--" starts Lann, puffing up like he's about to do something unhinged like challenge Daeran to a duel for the Knight-Commander's honor, and is interrupted by being hit so hard he skids about ten feet backward and hits a cave wall.
Wisely, he at this point shuts up.
Daeran opens his mouth to say something else snarky, considers the tenor of Kalika's narrowed eyes now pointed at him, further considers the fact that he would probably wake up in the hospital tent tomorrow with a splitting headache if he got hit even half that hard given that Lann, for all his interpersonal faults, actually is remarkably resilient against injury, and chooses the better part of valor.
Why are non-wizard adventurers like this. It is the worst.
Someday she will be so good at defending her wizards that she does not need to have any non-wizards.
she is so tired.
On the bright side, Lann's people actually are pretty useful.