pot kettle black (смешанная)

“You can't just 'whip up’ a dimensional portal,” Raistlin says, both derision and frustration dripping from his voice.
“Clearly I can,” Howl drawls with the same amount of derision, looking up at the other man. “I’m assuming you’re also a wizard since you have so many opinions, so maybe if you study some more you’ll be able to do it yourself someday.”
Just beneath the black hood, the sneering twist of lips is visible. The voice, when it answers, is cold and quiet-- even quieter than usual. “You have no idea what I am. Or what lengths I'll go to in order to get information that I want.”
“Are you threatening me?” Howl asks.
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You know those two separate 80s fantasy properties you love? Here are both, mashed together, with a dash of romance. You're welcome. (Aka a crossover idea that started as a joke and became its own beast.)