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[@Guess Who][@NaraK][@HereComesTheSnow]

[b]HTTS - Shipment Protection[/b]

"[color=ce2029]Hey, walrus fat burns really well, right?[/color]"
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[color=silver]"I mean, yeah, it oughta."[/color] came the reply after careful consideration. [color=silver]"Fat's fat, and fats burn. That's why I toasted those burger buns the other day in clarified butter. Regular butter's smoke point's too low."[/color]

He reached quite calmly into his pouch of ball bearings, tossing the handful retrieved into the air. Much like Taidan earlier, the orbs hung, gleaming in the air for a moment as though suspended in glass.

Then they began to spin, following a lazy figure-eight drawn by the steel-scalped senior and gradually picking up speed. Faster and faster, tighter and tighter, their shining dance refined itself further with each turn, eventually to the point where even the experienced Hunter's hand could scarcely track their path—

Until abruptly, one shot towards a Hrossvalr's head with a thought, at this point closer to a silvered bullet than anything else. The rest soon followed, directed towards key points like eyes and mouth, where the protective blubber was either at its thinnest or not present. Optic Nerves lead back into the brain, the throat is the clearest gateway to spinal chord... 

A few even crashed against its tusks in an attempt to snap the thick enamel. Why let them scuff up the floor?

[color=silver]"Just make sure the deck doesn't accidentally catch too."[/color]

These were definitely just the practice round, anyway. At their level, it could be expected that a mission would always have something bigger in store than a few fat bodies.