Igloo Madness!

Jack came back to a literal battlefield. How long had Moon Moon and the Nord been fighting? 

"Y-you, you're alive?! How?! That's impossible! You—" He kept babbling, eyes bulging with astonishment. 

But then it was replaced with horror. He remembered how many members of the clans had been disposed of after suffering from the Eternal Slumber. 

He slumped to the ground, holding his head between his hands in a mental breakdown, uttering "Eternal Slumber" and "All Dead" occasionally. 

[Congratulations! Traumatized a Nord!] 

[Demon King Title Fear++!] 

"…." 

What kind of BS was this?! He was innocent! He had just been a bit late! 

This misunderstanding was actually very easy to clear. Thus, Jack approached the man built like a fridge, patted his back gently, and… 

"Don't be hard on yourself. You guys did the right thing, it's just that I'm too awesome. Such a puny problem is nothing to me." Jack bullshitted.