She was still twisting his anger, he needed to refrain from killing her though he wanted to hear her bones crack. He closed his eyes for a moment, putting up a block like waves against the shore. Tall, towering and fearful waves that made even the strongest of men step back. As he could control the ocean from her very depths he would use that to spiral around this maenad. He had to calm himself because anger was only fueling her and Dionysus.

His fingers loosened their grip, but they did not release. She would bend to him.