[Pack claim]Can't break our spirit so easy

Ashen was gone. Hattori couldn't even really say it came as a surprise, it felt inevitable almost. Not even because Chimera had been in charge, it was simply a relic of a time long since passed. The empire hadn't even been a thing for years and yet the Kleins clung onto it all the same, as if it would make any difference. And here, a pair of upstarts were squabbling over the remains, he was not impressed. Not by their fighting, or even who they were. A yearling who by definition wasn't nearly ready as she thought she was, stunk like Ethne and...one of Recluse's lot? He was vaguely familiar with her, might have seen her in passing but didn't know her by name nor did he care to.

His gaze flitted to the crowd instead as he moved, lingering on the outskirts as always, pace slow with the confidence of a man who knew his value and would not have it questioned. So they were the Syndicate lot? He could near see Artorias bristling at the sight of them, this could very well turn into a mess.