Daemon was semi-prepared for the abrupt waking, however, and managed to block the blow before it connected. His other hand was already moving to Lucivar's shoulder, moving his brother back.

"Enough, Lucivar, let him go. Let his weapon go. You'd react the same if abruptly awakened." His voice was quiet, but there was an edge beneath the words, his golden gaze sharp as it flicked from the redhead and his brother.