From a distance, with the myriad symbols and flags waved, Athan knew they were enemies, and even teaming up like from his previous life.
But then, they were also in a dangerous situation, as they couldn't even nudge with their bodies slowly carved from the frosty sea, eating their bodies inch by inch.
Looking around Mystique and the rest, Stravwuark and Ashtra were nowhere to be found, which he couldn't help but think about where they were when she needed them the most.
Even for a glimpse of it, it was far-fetched upon sensing their presence.
More than anything, Athan's forehead, and neck had a streak of veins, etching against his skin from the enemies that surrounded them. It was as bright as the sun at noontime how they overnumbered them, but even then, they became too wary of their presence.
However, they all rattled when Arnold roared aloud, trembling the whole underground with his deep voice.
