Venture Forth

The vultures were definitely not what the alabaster brute was expecting right off the bat. He had remembered seeing one, but seeing the amount that had begun to form around him and the giant male that had come towards him, who know what they were going to expect. This was far from anything the male had to face, and he was thrown into what could be called 'the lion's den'. He had a sister to find after the situation that caused him to lose her, but he had hope he would find her here. She was a strong child, he had faith she would be around. Now, he had to make it through another challenge.

'Do you wish to die?' Was the question that the man asked him. Despite the seriousness within his tone and the situation that began to escalate the more he stayed quiet and still, he had to answer him right away as Gero shook his crown. There was no way he was dying to a bunch of vultures, he'd been through way worse scrapes than this before. "No, Sir, I do not," he spoke honestly, showing the same amount of seriousness within his voice as well. He wasn't afraid to pull his own weight and fight as he kept a watchful eye on both the vultures and the stranger in front of him. The brute stood firm and kept himself calm as the vultures called and circled them continuously. This would surely get worse if they were not careful, but he would help this man get out of this predicament as well as best he could with the three legs he had left.