The smirk that curved Fenris' lips came naturally as he let the lyrium come to life on his skin. He stepped forward and shoved his hand into the man's chest just enough to frighten him before pulling it out harmlessly.

He watched with feral pleasure as the men straightened at attention fearful of the men infront of them.

He waited until the man caught his breath before stepping back behind Anders with practiced ease awaiting the worker's words.