Shadowbourne grinned when the Wolf pulled a very large hand cannon and pointed it right at him,
"Oh HO! The Little puppy has a big tooth!" An electronic whine causes him to glance back with his peripheral vision,
"And the pup that wimpered away has found his big tooth!"
"Get your filthy magic off my brother, demon!"
Sliding back a step, Anton emits a low growl as the demon within him struggles to be released, two targets, twice the fun. Just as he was about to pounce, the whistle of an incoming high speed object followed by a rippling impact forces him to readjust his balance.
"Altruist..." the name is hissed through now clenched teeth, the demon now raging against the restraint. Anton's will pushed back against the monster, forcing it back into its dark corner.
"Hey Buddy, coming to play? It was just two wolves...I got..."
quote:
#"Shadowborne I need you to dial it back about 60%. Turn the Ominous Shadow off!"#
His head snaps around and he straightens from the crouch he had been in. Roller's tone brooked no challenge.
...$##$@$%$%&^^^$!!!!$%$$..."OK, ok...." with a simple shrug, Shadowbourne's shadow shrank back down, though it was pantomiming struggling against something pulling it back. A clear indicator that their was something more to the silhouette than at first perceived. Looking over at Altruist first then to the other two,
"Boss Man says play nice. So...playing nice, What do you have in that bag there?" Though the tone was lighter, there was an unmistakable note of suspicion in his voice, clearly directed at the wolves.