Saviour

Hun trembled with rage, but the rest didn't seem to be quite as insulted. Liura, who was to Hun's left, burst into laughter as she patted Hun's low shoulder.

"You really think you can get to fuckers like this with 'goodwill'?" she said, and her face turned dark with a wave of bloodlust rushing from it towards Skullius. "Only thing people like him understand is a brutal beating before an equally brutal death. He'll be begging for mercy real soon. Then... maybe I'll let you offer him your goodwill."

Hun calmed down a bit, scoffed and pushed Liura's hand off his shoulder.

"Fine. Who gets to kill him then?" he asked with a dampening scowl.

"I'll do it. I'll earn my Units myself," Mandon said, his bulk, which was equal to Liura's, radiating a fierce Aura that also contended against the muddy, humid environment, its metal grey hue fuming wildly.