some of us love you || meeting 11/29

[Stryker]

Narrowed eyes focused on Tempa as they spoke up, but their words were quickly cut off. Good. A man that knew when to keep his mouth shut was a valuable aspect. More compliance, less talking. Nevertheless, Stryker always enjoyed the ones who tried to contest him. There was always someone who had to speak. Especially the tiny ones. As always, a voice rang out from the back. The growl, to no surprise, was from a small miscreant with no valuable opinion.

Using his earth elementals, the lion pushed the sand out of his direction and formed the particles into a jagged diamond. His paw flicked forward, sending the sharp stone and attempting to impale Tena's chest with it. If successful, the stone would shatter upon impact and spread within the wound, causing more internal damage. Satisfied, he smirked. Whether his attempt was triumphant or not, the Kingpin would still continue to speak. "Me and my army, if you want to get specific," he responded slyly. The lion flexed his claws outward, sarcastically tapping on the stone below his feet. "Though, if one lion can take hostage of your two-headed cerberus cat, then do I really need the backup?" So far, he didn't see anyone fighting. Where was the dragon to scorch him or the dutiful lion to pin him down? What a shame. There seemed to be no fight for their survival. How ironic.

"If you do really want to know though, they'll be showing their faces shortly," the Kingpin mentioned. The wanderers would show up soon after they get word of their takeover. For now, Stryker would hold down the fort. Not like there was much to manage anyways. "Palmclan, Tanglewood, Alithis, and the Coalition of the Condemned, along with it's prisoners, will be assisting in this wonderful revamp of your group." So long to that small island. Their original home was now just a honorable piece of land compared to taking Tanglewood's and Elysium's territories. A dreamy sigh left him. "Doesn't that sound delightful?"

"If only you had taken action earlier, then maybe you wouldn't had a traitor in your midst." He momentarily glanced down at the floor where Hani and Alani were, only to look back at them with a sickening grin. "Pacifism, truly, is sadistic." They would all watch their loved ones die, yet not do a thing. What a shame. Another group would fall under Stryker's grip due to their disgraceful ignorance.