Dmitri smiled as he saw the childishness of his family. It was all far too relaxing for him. Those cold days back in Smolensk really made him wish this kind of normal home. The soldier chuckled as he hoisted his rifle up, and headed towards that one single room for him. His hand touched the doorknob as the door creaked it open. Dmitri went inside as he dropped his things on the table, while hanging his rifle just beside the bed.

Dmitri slumped on the bed, sitting down idly. His blue eyes looked at the environment outside. Back in Smolensk, there was no sun... and if there was, it wasn't this bright. Dmitri felt the sun on his skin, savoring its warmth and feeling. The soldier stood up as he took off his uniform, neatly hanging it behind the door. Dmitri wore some casual clothes as he laid down on the bed, thinking about these guys that were with him.

There was something he wasn't telling them though. They were all in danger. Dmitri's bout with these frost demons made him a mortal enemy of this race, and killing their kind for over 300 years wasn't helping. Dmitri stood up, and grabbed his rifle, later going back and laying down on his bed.

"I just hope they don't get into trouble." Dmitri sighed as he trapped his rifle in a red crystal of ice, preventing anyone from using it. "I will protect them if I must."