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[BLOODHOUND.]

Aurum's approach did not deter their speech, but they did nod to him, as he drew near. They listened, as both Vigenere and Aurum voiced their opinions, their concerns. They were not hard for Bloodhound to understand. It had taken a while for the everyday masses to catch onto the sport, too.

"We worked together many times. We killed one another just as often. It was not personal. We held no grudges." They pause, looking from Vigenere to Aurum. "It was simply the nature of the sport. The thrill of the hunt. There was no use remaining opponents outside of battle. If paired with one you considered an enemy, there would not be time to overcome differences before battle struck."

Bloodhound sits, facing both of them, tail curled around their toes. A crow caws in the distance, and their ear turns to listen, but they don't move otherwise.

"There was at times, frustration. Beyond that, I try not to judge." They were not one for holding grudges. It was not their place to admonish the actions of another. Only the Gods, in their opinion, could pass such judgement.

"I am surprised he didn't kill me on sight." They admit, a laugh in their voice. Remembering the promise, their mask brushing against Caustic's throat. He may have been bigger, but they were more confident in their ability to kill, here. They were not afraid to taste hot blood on their tongue, or tear flesh with their teeth. "I would not blame him, if he had attempted on my life. But he would have met my teeth, as well."

They pause, looking up at the stars, the patterns of them entirely unfamiliar to them. It was odd, to look up at such a foreign sky, in it's lack of ships and nearby planets and multiple moons. The sky felt..... alone. Empty, even when overflowing with stars.

"I felt no ill will towards them. I am sure they felt similar. I am glad that it did not come to blows in the end, as well."

THE TRUE TEST IS BEFORE THE ALLFATHER.