"Should I have?" Erik smiled, shrugging with his hammer still on his shoulder. He kept it in place with his right wrist, but still kept his left hand casually in his pocket. "I just went through the trouble of killing one of your buddies to claim this land. I wasn't about to just abandon it again. Enkare Nkai can fend for itself for a few days."
Erik could see a glint pass through the man's eyes on his last words. Yet, the man quickly covered it up by sneering disdainfully and rearranging himself on his palanquin. "Calling that wastrel Gabriel my buddy would normally be enough to earn yourself a death sentence."
Instantly, Erik's smile turned to a dangerous grin as excitement flashed in his amber eyes. "Based on what I'm seeing now, you seem like more of a wastrel than he. But if you wish to carry out that sentence, I invite you to try…"
