[@Lurking Shadow]

Both Edge and Crimson arrived at a "particularly usual" scene they always get, as they approached the eerie. Seemingly turning bloody as they glanced to some body remains of unlucky ones being chewed over by some "things". The rugged white-haired unlocks the trigger of his gun, and the other tightens his hat. Calm before their eyes the approaching wave of the creatures. Their ferocity came to a halt.

[quote]What do you hope to gain approaching this slaughter? There is little more here than death. [/quote]

The voice both heard, they eagerly listened.

[quote] These fools interrupted a ritual and paid for it with their flesh and blood. As long as you don’t repeat their mistake I won’t seek you any harm and you may proceed elsewhere. Now, unless you can offer me some humans to sacrifice I suggest you leave unless you would like to feel the strength in our bite...

So? make your choice, anything to say?[/quote]

Just by the sight, Crimson showed a pissed look as he raises his head. A pat on his shoulders and the whisper. "*Ahem* Let me handle this." Done by Edge himself as he approaches in front of the latter, pushing his sword back to its cover. He faces and answers the being before him.

"Our choice is we go on our own way." Edge answered politely and kindly, much to his negotiating-like tone. "But uhm, may I ask what you are doing... and hmm... why you need them sacrifices." He added, accompanied with some unnecessary hand gestures. Crimson sighed, and returned his gun back to his inner pockets.