She crossed her arms. "Mal," she said, studying him. Some of the old Isle Mal stirred as she kept her expression dismissive. As if he wasn't a big enough threat to do more than keep an eye on.

"So, En... from your questions so far, guessing you're not some dirty little secret from this world that no one ever bothered to tell me. But there are alternate realities. So for all I know you are some warped twisted weird half brother or something. But let us make one thing very clear... I am the dominant power here, not you. And if you try to take me down, Auradon or not, I will end you. Are we clear on that?" she asked, head tilted as if the question didn't matter much.