Hearing himself being called a stupid old dwarf, Bastion's eyes started spewing flames.
"Better an old dwarf than a decrepit human bookworm!" He glared at his friend, threatening to punch his face in before ultimately managing to calm himself down. They weren't exactly young anymore they couldn't just fly off the handle at a single insult, think about their reputation.
Taking a deep breath, he gestured towards the younger members of the group, Luna in particular.
Opposed to Frost who was filled with desire and envy, the rest of the group were not doing so well. Bruno and Taka were groaning, their weak bodies trembling, unable to withstand the pressure. Their wounds reopening from the tense strain. A lot of Luna's healing was undone.
