[@The Slenderman][@GingerBoi123]

Silas's hands went to their swords and his knuckles were bone white with tension. Apprehension tightened around his chest like a snake wrapping its prey. What could the man want with Akkina's sword? Before the kid could get away, Silas drew his sword and laid it upon Kyato's shoulder, edge facing his neck. "What's your name?" Silas asked, his tone affording no answer but the one he sought. He threw up a hand, a gesture for Randy to silence himself. This had gotten personal in the worse way Silas could have imagined.