He had been faced with running or casting a spell, and he had chosen to cast the spell. Even looking back on it he wasn't sure it would have gone better the other way around. "Should I practice running from men with large shields?"

Wouldn't that be a sight. The slight smile vanished from his face at Cullen's question, and he shook his head.

"No." He lifted his left hand up hand up to the scars on his face. "I managed to stay out of the fighting between Templars and Mages for a long time, but war isn't something you can outrun or hide from forever."