Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4211788-20140912075843/@comment-5142578-20150126033838

Frost narrowed his eyes and kept his gun trained on Hiero as the hawk paced back and forth. "If I wanted you dead, you wouldn't be breathing right now." he said. "If the rest of your clan is anything like you, it's no mystery why most of the other tribes don't like the Igna-tribu."

Crystaline continued to stare at the hawk, her expression like that of a traumatized child. Although she had seen gore before, she had never witnessed someone burn another person's face into a puddle and look like he enjoyed doing it.

"This mess is your fault, and yours alone." Continued Frost. "Therefore, it's your problem to deal with. But, this will be nothing compared to what will happen if we don't get into those ruins."