"..."
Hank stood before the seething Kaelen and glanced down at the weapon the boy wielded, noticing that it was trembling as though it had an autonomy of its own.
"... You don't have to do this, Kaelen."
He spoke with a forcibly calmed voice that would fool no one of his fear and anxiety.
"Come back to us, we can get through this together."
"I'm so happy that you're still alive. You heard the Lead's words right? You are a member of Soaring Boar now."
Hank winced, the pain on his wounded shoulder still gnawing at him, requiring immense grit to even stand upright.
"Shut up! Don't you dare talk about him!"
"How shameless can you be?! You dare use his words to manipulate me, huh?!"
Kaelen roared, Hank's attempts to diffuse the situation no more than gasoline to Kaelen's fuming rage.
"Yes, you're right and I'm sorry. But do you think Julius would really want this? You hunting us down like animals?!"
Hank's voice echoed deep into the jungle.
"..."
