Karakael! A force-field snaps up around the Inquestor, which the fire-ball harmlessly bounces off of. You may make these childish gestures of affection on your own time, but I will not be bothered to revive you again.

"Damnit, Vara!" The Inquestor calls. "He needs to spend his rage on someone. It might as well be me!"

But the voice is gone, thought the force-field remains, engulfing the Inquestor completely, and he strikes it in frustration.