[@Thinslayer]

The simple sounds of a small scuffle broke Edwards peace, or at least what little peace someone like him could afford. Turning around to seed Ravadon at his side, the smell of the crimson liquid around him, it made Edwards gut roar in hunger. The food wasn’t coming fast enough to relieve his addled mind.

“This was a place of peace, food, rest. Now it’s a battle of the vagabonds of society.”

Walking over to the currently incapacitated Edward wasted little time getting him to his feet all the while taking in the sweet smells of crimson. Still hands on the man’s arms the Monster kept lifting him up till he was eye level. It was at this point the Transcendent opened his third eye and looked the muscle bound dolt in the eye, mouth open showing that he wasn’t in armor, this was his flesh and bone (More like scale, but he got the point). With a small hiss he spoke, all the while anyone who could since the flow of energy could feel it moving around his hands as Ice slowly started to form where his grip was.

“I will proclaim this once and only once. I wish not for a fight, only to eat in peace. However if you wish a brawl then I will make a meal out of the flesh that wishes to fight me.”

With that said he placed the man back down on his feet, closed his eye and maw looking down at him. Arms crossing over his chest as he waited for the response. Inside his mind he was telling himself how much he really didn’t want to do this, he could just let them have Ravadon and be done with it.