"We will just check your tribe and leave if our lost one is not here. So, please let us in," In the midst of his patience wearing thin, Xorran remained in the most composed manner he could muster.
"I am afraid I cannot do so."
Xorran felt Ellio's fear once again. This time even worse. Knowing that his claim is in possible danger or is already suffering while he's here trying to negotiate with these demons, Xorran has completely lost it.
Pawn saw the ticking of the Alpha's jaw, an indication that Xorran's thin sheet of patience had finally melted and was replaced with flame.
"Xorran!" Pawn tried to stop him from exploding but with a single glare coming from those glowing hazel eyes halted him.
"For the last time, I suggest you open that wooden gate and let us pass through or else.."
