Wrecking Ball.

So magnificent were they that ascended upon the heathens below and syrinx would admit that he was shocked they had come through for him. A low hiss would erupt from his lungs and immediately he seeks to fall between his daughters with jaws agape and ees intently tearing apart this feeble white man. Tongue lashes across his dark lips and the amenities arkhos dares to smirk at the other in pleasant contempt. He had not done the deed he stood and dared to proclaim but alas he would make no means of allowing the other to know the words that spewed from his lips were a lie, "te bitch was on my lands and I ripped her throat out. I watched her choke on her own blood. Leave me before the same fate befalls you," he would resign and roll his shoulders in obvious indifference. He has nothing for this man.