Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20190815003529/@comment-5543592-20190816220138

"They won't do a thing." Smith said, returning, having bandaged his wounds with scavenged clothes. They partially bled through with ichor, in places. "You don't have their respect anymore, Falvius.  Look." He nodded up to the arena highrise, where the werewolves were pulling back. "You could tell them to kill us, if you did.  But you don't."