Dying Threat

The Eagle's leader sat back on the couch in shock, staring at the remnants of what was once his 'partner.'

"I saved you, by the way… that dog did my boy dirty some time back, so you have to thank me for killing her for you."

"…"

It wasn't only him who was silent.

Everyone in the room was. 

The tension was more than palpable as they all waited on Aquila's next move.

Then suddenly, Amon's steps resounded, breaking that stalemate.

He approached Emir and tapped his back.

"Now you broke a 'rule'..."

"While you didn't attack a hunter group, you did attack their companion, something that they would kill you for."

Emir tilted his head.

"Companion? You mean that leech? That dog? The bitch deserved death."

Amon shrugged his shoulders, and with a wave of his hand, Ragnar's body floated towards him.

"I don't care what you do, as long as you don't die."

"I won't."

"Good."