[Damian]

Damian simply shook his head at Zenoram and summoned another Striker Blade, laying down on it and looking up at the sky while they waited. Karn and his happy go lucky attitude, for all it was worth, was fairly naive about the ways of the world. Monsters, sure, weren't all bad, but there were those in the world that most certainly were, just like people. And whether Karn or Zenoram like it or not, the job was to make sure whatever was terrorizing the villagers couldn't do it anymore, and simply asking nicely wasn't going to fly. Especially with Vulcans. Vulcans just don't care.