Ragnar's head jerked towards the entrance when he heard the door bust open. He slowly began to rise from his chair, nostrils flared, and tendrils of smoke streaming out of them. Soon enough, the culprit came rushing up the stairs, but then suddenly collapsed. Ragnar stopped for a moment and simply stared perplexedly at the man. However, unlike himself, Alantriel was much quicker to react and encased the intruder's legs in ice. For once he didn't mind her being reactive. Although, it wasn't long before the man awoke from unconsciousness.
Ragnar stared at the man intently as he spoke, his bright green eyes seeming to glow with energy. So, the man was after the boy. Well, it seemed that this stranger was most likely associated with the troublesome man, Cyrus Ryan, which would make them an enemy of there's. He still didn't quite trust the human boy, but he trusted this intruder less.
Ragnar strode towards the man lying on the ground and slid his sharp tipped tail under his chin. "That was quite an entrance you had," he growled, his eyes staring down at the man threateningly, "I would like you to fully explain yourself soon or you might be finding a few new holes added to your body... Who are you, what are you, as I can tell you are not human, and who sent you and why?" The spear-like end of his tail pressed down slightly on the man's neck as he continued, "And do not repeat what you had just said... You already stated that you came for the boy. I want to know specifically why you were sent here." He wanted to known the man's purpose and who he was before anything else was done. However, If Oliver did tell him to let up then he would, regretfully so.